October 4
Companions of the Way (Evening)We all, with open face beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from glory to glory.
LAY thine uphill shoulder to the wheel, And climb the Mount of Blessing, whence, if thou Look higher, then—perchance—thou mayest beyond A hundred ever-rising mountain lines, And past the range of Night and Shadow—see The high-heaven dawn of more than mortal day Strike on the Mount of Vision! So, farewell.
ALFRED, LORD TENNY- SON, The Ancient Sage
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