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I gazed on the throng of hurrying faces, Some in tatters and some in laces, And I said to myself, “How will it be, When the soul of each is at last set free?” For she who is plainest and most forlorn, May, by her beauty, God’s heaven adorn; While she who is fairest of form and face, May, near God’s beautiful, look out of place. So I said, “How, my soul, will it be with thee?”
I gazed on the throng of hurrying faces, Some in tatters and some in laces, And I said to myself, “How will it be, When the soul of each is at last set free?” For she who is plainest and most forlorn, May, by her beauty, God’s heaven adorn; While she who is fairest of form and face, May, near God’s beautiful, look out of place. So I said, “How, my soul, will it be with thee?”
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- Laura Barker
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Complete signed selection 304; printed byline: Laura Barker; New York: Dodge Publishing Company, 1901
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