Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Consecration

The Twilight to my Star,
Her hoary head
A Hope receding far,
To Life re-led.

Apart and poor I lay;
My fevered frame
Slow withering away,
When soft she came,

From comfort, to my care;
And Pity sweet
Subdued her, kneeling there,
To kiss my feet.

A Magdalen adored
Her God in Thee:—
A greater love, O Lord,
Anointed me.

1. A Legacy
2. Seed-Time
3. At Cock-Crow
4. Foot-Soldiers
5. Bicycles! Tricycles!

Emily Dickinson Consecration ("Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it")

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