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Heard! have you ever heard, when the storm on the downs began,
The wind that I wail like a child and the sea that I moan like a man?
Eleation, Election, and Reprobationit's all very well.
But I go to-night to my boy, and I shall not find him in liell.
For I cared so much for my boy that the Lord has look'd into my care,
And He means me I'm sure to be happy with Willy, I know not where.
And if he be lost-but to save my soul, that is all your desire
Do you think that I care for my soul if my boy be gone to the fire?
I have been with God in the dark-go, go, you may leave me aloneYou never have borne a child-you are just as hard as a stone.
Madam, I beg your pardon!
The snow and the sky so bright-he
Nay-you can hear it yourself-it is coming-shaking the wallsWilly-the moon 's in a cloud---Goodnight. I am going. He calls. 1880.
SONG FROM THE SISTERS
O DIVINER air,
Thro' the heat, the drowth, the dust, the
glare, Far from out the west in shadowing showers,
Over all the meadow baked and bare,
All the bowers and the flowers,
O diviner light,
Thro' the cloud that roofs our noon with night,
Thro' the blotting mist, the blinding showers,
Far from out a sky for ever bright, Over all the woodland's flooded bowers,
And so to the land's
Who taught me in childhood,