Poems by John Hay
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Of the free heaven into his room.
And out he went in the world and toiled In his own appointed way; And the people blessed him, the land was glad, And the King was well and gay. A Woman's Love A sentinel angel sitting high in glory Heard this shrill wail ring out from Purgatory: "Have mercy, mighty angel, hear my story! "I loved,--and, blind with passionate love, I fell. Love brought me down to death, and death to Hell. For God is just, and death for sin is well. "I do not rage against his high decree, Nor for myself do ask that grace shall be; But for my love on earth who mourns for me. "Great Spirit! Let me see my love again; And comfort him one hour, and I were fain To pay a thousand years of fire and pain." Then said the pitying angel, "Nay, repent That wild vow! Look, the dial-finger's bent |
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