[Written for the Sentinel.]

THE HOUSE OF LIFE

O Love! O Love divine! didst ThouIn very truth draw near?When sleep had drowsed my waking eye,Had closed my outward ear?

Was it a vision, or did IFor a brief moment goFrom this environment whereinI feel life's ebb and flow?

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