Thy will to know, and do.

Stay! till the storms are o'er-- [10]
The cold blasts done,
The reign of heaven begun,
And Love, the evermore.

Be patient, waiting heart:
Light, Love divine [15]
Is here, and thine;
You therefore cannot part.

"The seasons come and go:
Love, like the sea,
Rolls on with thee,-- [20]
But knows no ebb and flow.

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"Faith, hope, and tears, triune, [1]
Above the sod
Find peace in God,
And one eternal noon."

Oh, Thou hast heard my prayer; [5]
And I am blest!
This is Thy high behest:
Thou, here and _everywhere_.

Meeting Of My Departed Mother And Husband

"Joy for thee, happy friend! thy bark is past [10]
The dangerous sea, and safely moored at last--
Beyond rough foam.
Soft gales celestial, in sweet music bore--
Spirit emancipate for this far shore--
Thee to thy home. [15]

"You've travelled long, and far from mortal joys,
To Soul's diviner sense, that spurns such toys,
Brave wrestler, lone.
Now see thy ever-self; Life never fled;
Man is not mortal, never of the dead: [20]
The dark unknown.

"When hope soared high, and joy was eagle-plumed,
Thy pinions drooped; the flesh was weak, and doomed
To pass away.
But faith triumphant round thy death-couch shed [25]
Majestic forms; and radiant glory sped
The dawning day.

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"Intensely grand and glorious life's sphere,-- [1]
Beyond the shadow, infinite appear
Life, Love divine,--
Where mortal yearnings come not, sighs are stilled,
And home and peace and hearts are found and filled, [5]
Thine, ever thine.

"Bearest thou no tidings from our loved on earth,
The toiler tireless for Truth's new birth
All-unbeguiled?
Our joy is gathered from her parting sigh: [10]
This hour looks on her heart with pitying eye,--
What of my child?"

"When, severed by death's dream, I woke to Life,
She deemed I died, and could not know the strife
At first to fill [15]
That waking with a love that steady turns
To God; a hope that ever upward yearns,
Bowed to His will.

"Years had passed o'er thy broken household band,
When angels beckoned me to this bright land, [20]
With thee to meet.
She that has wept o'er thee, kissed my