AFTER LONG WAITING
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I have grown faint, while strong, exultant, free,
Thy swift, glad feet scale the blue heights of God.
Thy swift, glad feet scale the blue heights of God.
O friend and lover, go thou not too far!
Delay, delay, thine upward soaring flight,
Lest when I come, all tremulous with joy,
I fail to find thee on the heavenly hills!
Delay, delay, thine upward soaring flight,
Lest when I come, all tremulous with joy,
I fail to find thee on the heavenly hills!
