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 My honorable wage, my deep Well-done, He that shall come at rise or set of sun ? Even he, Beloved, Ulio serves ihee there, whether at eve or noon.

The marriage-feast was spread within my house. Red flowed the wine, loud rose the eager din. Prepared for honored guests, the fare therein

Now bids another company carouse.

O heedless, find you welcome in my house ? Even I, Beloved, Compelled jr 0111 hedge and highicay to come in.

Renownless Christs of a new Calvary,

My children died, love's dearest debt to pay. Thief, who have filched your peace in vain, to-day Beside that ransoming love unforced and free. Perish you not on a most shameful tree ? Not so, Beloved, For I shall meet thy Dead in heaven to-day.

— Alberta Vickridge.

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