FREE LOVE.
'Twas night, and all about, the winds
Swayed, and shook the fir-tops drear,
And through the billowy cloud, the moon
Shone coldly down;
Until the night, deepened into morn,
And all across the sky,
There flushed the crimson dawn;
When fell a hush,
And sleep did lay her hand upon my eye-lids,
And a vision brake before me.
I thought upon a mountain height
One stood; in raiment purple-dyed,
And kings and princes of the earth,
And they who 'stablished great in power,
Obeisance to her made.
And on her brow a seal was set, Mystery.[1]
Swayed, and shook the fir-tops drear,
And through the billowy cloud, the moon
Shone coldly down;
Until the night, deepened into morn,
And all across the sky,
There flushed the crimson dawn;
When fell a hush,
And sleep did lay her hand upon my eye-lids,
And a vision brake before me.
I thought upon a mountain height
One stood; in raiment purple-dyed,
And kings and princes of the earth,
And they who 'stablished great in power,
Obeisance to her made.
And on her brow a seal was set, Mystery.[1]
And gazing o'er a fertile plain, I saw
A father at his toil; his children 'round his knee,
And conscious pride upon his brow;
A home of love and peace,
A father at his toil; his children 'round his knee,
And conscious pride upon his brow;
A home of love and peace,
- ↑ Rev. 17. 5.
