Religion
XVIII
From Legends and Lyrics. Part 2
Religion
Forlorn--nay, not so. Anguish
Shall do its work at length;
Her soul, passed through the fire,
Shall gain still purer strength.
Somewhere there waits for Alice
An earnest noble part;
And, meanwhile God is with her,--
God, and her own true heart!
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Procter, Adelaide Anne. “XVIII.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/procter/80/.
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Procter, Adelaide Anne. “XVIII.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/procter/80/.
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