I thank all who have loved me in their hearts,
With thanks and love from mine.
Deep thanks to all Who paused a little near the prison-wall
To hear my music in its louder parts
Then they went onward, each one to the mart's
With thanks and love from mine.
Deep thanks to all Who paused a little near the prison-wall
To hear my music in its louder parts
Then they went onward, each one to the mart's
Or temple's occupation, beyond call.
But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's Own instrument didnt drop down at thy foot
To hearken what I said between my tears, . . .
Instruct me how to thank thee !
Oh, to shoot My soul's full meaning into future years,
That they should lend it utterance,
and salute Love that endures, from Life that disappears !
But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's Own instrument didnt drop down at thy foot
To hearken what I said between my tears, . . .
Instruct me how to thank thee !
Oh, to shoot My soul's full meaning into future years,
That they should lend it utterance,
and salute Love that endures, from Life that disappears !
(michell, thk you and i will miss you)