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 Lord, Thou didst answer stern and low: "Child, I will hearken to thy prayer, And thy unconquered soul shall know All passionate rapture and despair.

"Thou shalt drink deep of joy and fame, And love shall burn thee like a fire, And pain shall cleanse thee like a flame, To purge the dross from thy desire.

"So shall thy chastened spirit yearn To seek from its blind prayer release, And spent and pardoned, sue to learn The simple secret of My peace.

"I, bending from my sevenfold height Will teach thee of My quickening grace, Life is a prism of My light, And Death the shadow of My face." 82