No Coward Soul Is Mine

No coward soul is mine
No trembler in the world’s storm-troubled sphere
I see Heaven’s glories shine,
And Faith shines equal arming me from Fear.
 
O God within my breast,
Almighty ever-present Deity!
Life, that in me has rest
As I Undying Life have power in Thee!
 
Vain are the thousand creeds
That move men’s hearts, unutterably vain,
Worthless as withered weeds,
Or idlest froth amid [...]

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from Remembrance

Cold in the earth – and fifteen wild Decembers,
From those brown hills, have melted into spring:
Faithful indeed is the spirit that remembers
After such years of change and suffering!
 
Sweet Love of youth, forgive if I forget thee,
While the world’s tide is bearing me along;
Other desires and other hopes beset me,
Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee [...]

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