THE BRIDGE OF THE DRAGON.
Godlike is goodness!—evermore serene, And young, and prodigal of lovely days!A touch of magnanimity where men are mean, A vestal thought in earth's polluted ways,Forgiveness, grateful as the oak's large green, A generous faith in one who errs, like raysSurviving the lost star, for ever makeA bubbling in the desert for our sake.
And so, most glad, I turn from the unreal, Sad shows of life, impatient lips to wetAt an old well of freshness; to that leal Sweet vision of St. Margaret; may she yet
