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Rh She her just Lord may view, Not he, her creature, till his soul has yearned With all her gifts to reach the light discerned Her spirit through.

Then in him time shall run As in the hour that to young sunlight crows; And—'If thou hast good faith it can repose,' She tells her son.

Meanwhile on him, her chief Expression, her great word of life, looks she; Twi-minded of him, as the waxing tree, Or dated leaf.