Earth-Martyrdom

IT is the life within

That makes life beautiful:

Only the soul can win

The love of God and rule

Over the titan throng

That bars our heavenly ight

With forces triple strong

Veiling the In
nite.

Orbed with the glow we come

From far in
nity,

But in earths martyrdom

We lose the memory.

We travail in the dark

For ages and alone,

Till the sun-luminous streak

Resumes again its own

Supremacy and tears

The shadow-cloak of time

That our lost Spirit wears,

Revealing the Sublime.

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