August 8
Companions of the Way (Evening)Unless the Lord had been my helper, my soul had almost dwelt in silence.
DEATH is not death, and therefore do I hope: Nor silence silence; and I therefore sing
A very humble hopeful quiet psalm,
Searching my heart-field for an offering;
A handful of sun-courting heliotrope,
Of myrrh a bundle, and a little balm.
CHRIS-
TINA G.
ROSSETTI
THE UNKNOWN COUNTRY