The Secret Splendour

From 8 th May to 8th August

Forsake me not, Sweet Power!

Make my life music with Thy kiss—

I pray that if one hour

Be without breath of Thy blue bliss,

 Let it be like the stop of a flute

Where a master finger turns mute

The magic air, that air may stream

A perfect shape of the heart's dream

Through other stops, and with each stifle free

 More subtle tones of the Infinite Mystery.

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