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1874–1932

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Robert Winkworth Norwood

What has become of our great moment when The love we veiled was daringly revealed — You in my arms, O Heart — and one kiss sealed The covenant? I, who among all men

Was weakest, gained forthwith the strength of ten; And you for my sake instantly repealed Your prayer for death, that you might live and yield Me title to possess your spirit's ken.

We may not ever that dear bliss renew; But what we found has entered into me — A change of motive and a fairer view, As though God whispered: “Henceforth thou shalt be

Strong to fulfil thy soul; rise up and make Paths and a song in deserts for her sake!”

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