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The Bells of Atchison
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Excerpt from The Bells of Atchison: And Other Poems
To My Father in Christ.
To him who gently took my youthful hand,
While yet in desert waste I wandered lone,
Led me to pasture, rich with verdure grown,
Where life in all its beauty could expand,
Where springs Pierean water the thirsting land, -
Pointed the way of peace, to earth unknown,
Where the untrammeled heart, in sweetest tone,
Pours out the songs that angels understand, -
To him who patient watched my wanderings,
Was father kind, when I was faithless son:
To him, that son his hearts first harvestings
Now consecrates. And may his lips anon
Bless both the singer and his humble songs,
Himself find bliss among the angel throngs.
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