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Ah! I covered my eyes to shut out the sad sight,For the face of the child was as dark as the nightCravingCravingand prayingCravingand prayingThat knowledge to findA rest for the weary, a balm for the mind.With Faith I looked up, and the child's face was fair;Hope's flower had blossomed through blood and by prayer.

And as the dream-vision was passing away,Through the deep silence reigning I heard a voice say,ReceiveReceiveand believe,Receiveand believe,Thou, a mother of youth,Oh! doubt not this vision, thou knowest its truth!Thou knowest that virtues and passions are rifeIn the beautiful morning of life, child-life.