Songs of the Spirit

Less humanly than that—I will go down And seek the stranger. [Making as to leave room.] E’en this rocky isle Shall prove a friend—— A Voice. Stand still. Ph. Again ! Is this The warning of a mind o’er-strained ? [Moving towards door.] Voice. Stand still And see salvation in Jehovah’s hands. Ph. Is this the end of life ? Voice. Thy Life begins. Ph. Strange Voice, I hear thee, and obey. Perchance I have not lived so far. Perchance to-day, Like a spring-flower that slowly opens out Its willing petals to the tender dawn, My soul may open to the knowledge of A dawn of new thought that may lead—— Voice. To God. Ph. Hope hardly dared to name it ! 15