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From out the dark of death before the gates	A
Flung wide that open into paradise	B
More radiant than the white gates of the morn	C
A human soul new born	C
Stood with glad wonder in its luminous eyes	D
For all the glory of that blessed place	E
Flowed thence and made a halo round the face	E
gentle and strong with the rapt faith that waits	A
And faints not sweet with hallowing pain	F
The face was as a sunset after rain	F
with a grave tender brightness Now it turned	G
From the white splendours where God's glory burned	G
And the long ranks of quiring cherubim	H
Each with wing shaded eyelids near the throne	I
Who sang and ceased not the adoring hymn	J
Of Holy Holy And the cloud of smoke	K
Went up from the waved censers with the prayers	L
Of saints that wafted outward blessing freighted broke	K
Around him standing at the gate alone	I
All down the radiant slope of golden stairs	L
By which he climbed so late from earth to heaven	M
It rolled impalpable a fragrant cloud	N
And still turned from the Alleluias loud	N
Beyond the portal guarding angels seven	M
He listened earthward for a voice a sound	O
Out of the dark that spread heneath profound	O
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No wind of God stirred in that cloudy land	P
That bordered all the River's thither side	Q
To his that called no voice responsive cried	Q
Or cleft the dark with flash of answering hand	P
And soft the while sheathed as it were within	R
The noise of heaven's rejoicing to him stole	S
Beloved voices long to earth a sole	S
Remembered sweetness only sacred kept	T
As reliquaries are that guard from sin	R
And wake the holy aim which else had slept	T
How yearned his heart to those long parted ones	U
The amaranth and the sacred flower which grew	V
A saintly lily by the jasper wall	W
Making light shadows on those wondrous stones	X
As the wind touched its slender stems and tall	W
Turned not to sunward more divinely true	V
Than his most worshipping soul to that which made	Y
The light of heaven	M
	-
But now the nether shade	Y
Grew luminous with white ascending wings	Z
And radiant arms of angels who upbore	V
With tender hands another soul new born	C
Fairer than that last star whose bearing flings	Z
Another beauty on the brow of morn	C
Nearer the lovely vision rose and more	V
Aerial clear each moment to his eyes	D
Who stood in ecstacy of glad surprise	D
And looks of joyous welcome while the air was stirred	A2
With the swift winnowing plumes approaching	B2
	-
This I heard	A2
And only this Oh haste thee spirit blest	C2
For thee and me remains at length the rest	C2
The welcome end of life's long toilsome road	D2
That leads us to our Father and our God	E2
And Oh beloved is it thou indeed	F2
Hast reached before me these fair heavenly lands	G2
Who taught thine infant lips with reverent heed	F2
To say Our Father with small upraised hands	G2
How lovely are thine eyes that have no pain	F
And thy worn cheek that keeps no travel stain	F
From mid noon labour called to thy reward	H2
While I at evening a forgotten sheaf	I2
Still left afield in mingled trust and grief	I2
Waited the footsteps of our harvest Lord	H2
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I heard no more for wave succeeding wave	J2
A sea of intermittent music swelled and grew	V
And filled the dome of heaven all sharply cut	K2
With spires of glittering crystal all the land	P
Throbbed with the pulse of music keen which clave	J2
A shining path before them hand in hand	P
With their rapt faces toward the throne the two	V
Went in together and the gates were shut	K2

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