| W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets Bible: New Testament. 1895. | | | | The Unchanging Christ | | Elizabeth Barrett Browning (18061861) |
| | | SPEAK low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet | |
| From out the hallelujahs, sweet and low, | |
| Lest I should fear and fall, and miss Thee so, | |
| Who art not missed by any that entreat. | |
| Speak to me as to Mary at Thy feet! | 5 |
| And if no precious gums my hands bestow, | |
| Let my tears drop like amber while I go | |
| In reach of Thy divinest voice complete | |
| In humanest affectionthus, in sooth, | |
| To lose the sense of losing. As a child, | 10 |
| Whose song-bird seeks the wood for evermore, | |
| Is sung to in its stead by mothers mouth | |
| Till, sinking on her breast, love-reconciled, | |
| He sleeps the faster that he wept before. | | | | |
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