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A DRAMA OF EXILE.
Semichorus. Calm the stars and golden, In a light exceeding: What their rays have measured, Let your hearts fulfil! These are stars beholden By your eyes in Eden; Yet, across the desert, See them shining still. Chorus. Future joy and far light Working such relations,— Hear us singing gently— Exiled is not lost! God, above the starlight, God, above the patience, Shall at last present ye Guerdons worth the cost. Patiently enduring, Painfully surrounded, Listen how we love you— Hope the uttermost— Waiting for that curing "Which exalts the wounded, Hear us sing above you— Exiled, but not lost! [The stars shine on brightly, while Adam and Eve pursue their way into the far wilderness. There is a sound through the silence, as of the falling tears of an angel.
