The Descent; A Poem

The Descent; A Poem

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1903 edition. Excerpt: ... no; not you! Someone is hurt; " And then they looked away--for pity's sake; To see unconsciousness within her eyes Of all that now awaited her of woe. But soon she saw her Richard drawing near With cold white face--and as he came a-nigh He sobbed: " Come mother, father; " choked in voice, " Come quick l " " What is it son? Now speak at once! " In tones of agony to see her son In tears. "Come, come; the Duchess calls for you 'Tis Angela has had a fall; and lies Within... unconscious.. _ but she is not dead. " Of course she is not dead; she could not die." Spake Mary, sternly; stunned by what she heard; Not knowing what she said or how she trod The path which led them to her child within. In years to come, when thought re-lived again Those moments dread, she nothing could recall Of how the blow had fallen. Still, no wail She uttered; for hers the mould heroic, Which suffers yet can silent be. The strength To act comes thus in silence; when the soul Flies inward to its Centre--which is God, And there finds strength to meet all needs--as now Beside her child she knelt, with ready hand To minister the remedies that heal. No tears she shed; for all her mind was fixed--With watchful love intense--upon her child. Her voice, if silent in complaint, was so No less in prayer. No word would she uplift. Her faith to sovereign heights arose. She knew That God is love: He had not sent this blow. 'Twas His to save; if such His will; and He Knew best. Her darling was his gift--His own. Should she dictate to Him what He should do? No, no; she felt love well enough to know That faith--the highest faith--trusts all to God And prayerless is; because it is all prayer. The human...show more

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  • Paperback | 66 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 136g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236923189
  • 9781236923189