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By JamesBuckham1447 A Child of To-day
O
Are waiting for that soul of thine to spread its untried wings!
And read the soul of man as clear as now we read the eye?
To mend the garments of thy flesh when thou hast worn them through?
How strange!—perhaps death’s conqueror sits smiling on my knee!