Poem by Richard Watson Gilder

The New Day. Part 3. 14. Song (I love her gentle forehead)

I love her gentle forehead,
⁠     And I love her tender hair;
I love her cool, white arms,
     ⁠And her neck where it is bare.

I love the smell of her garments;
⁠     I love the touch of her hands;
I love the sky above her,
⁠     And the very ground where she stands.

I love her doubting and anguish;
⁠     I love the love she withholds;
I love my love that loveth her
⁠     And anew her being molds.

1. The Celestial Passion. Part 2. 4. Cost
2. The New Day. Part 3. 18. Song (The birds were singing, the skies were gay)
3. The Celestial Passion. Part 2. 2. Easter
4. The New Day. Part 3. 13. “Once When We Walked Within a Summer Field”
5. The New Day. Part 3. 31. “When the Last Doubt Is Doubted”

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