Monday, December 17, 2007

Hymn

At morn--at noon--at twilight dim--
Maria! thou has heard my hymn!
In joy and woe--in good and ill--
Mother of God, be with me still!
When the Hours flew brightly by,
And not a cloud obscured the sky,
My soul, lest it should truant be,
Thy grace did guide to thine and thee;
Now, when storms of Fate o'ercast
Darkly my Present and my Past,
Let my Future radiant shine
With sweet hopes of thee and thine!



Got you to read a side of Poe you didn't know, again...hehe...I am starting to win--to change all you think you know about my dear old beloved Poe! (Hymn by Poe)

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