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A little longer, and thy Heart, Belovèd,
Shall beat for ever with a Love divine;
And joy so pure, so mighty, so eternal,
No creature knows and lives, will then be thine. A little longer yet — and angel voices
Shall ring in heavenly chant upon thine ear;
Angels and Saints await thee, and God needs thee:
Beloved, can we bid thee linger here!

— Adelaide Anne Procter Legends and Lyrics: A Book of Verses (1858)

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Kind hearts are here; yet would the tenderest one
Have limits to its mercy; God has none.

Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895)

Be strong to love, O Heart!
Love knows not wrong;
Didst thou love — creatures even,
Life were not long;
Didst thou love God in heaven,
Thou wouldst be strong!

Legends and Lyrics: A Book of Verses (1858)

It quieted pain and sorrow,
Like love overcoming strife;
It seemed the harmonious echo
From our discordant life.

Legends and Lyrics: Second Series (1861)

If thou couldst trust, poor soul!
In Him who rules the whole,
Thou wouldst find peace and rest;
Wisdom and sight are well, but trust is best.

Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895)

I do not ask that flowers should always spring
Beneath my feet
I know too well the poison and the sting
Of things too sweet.

A Chaplet of Verses (1862)

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