Unity
The sense of fellowship is grown
—A radiant mystery.
The dark is shot with light; the stone
—Is light unto the eyes that see.
No more the wild confusèd main
—Is tossed about with storms of fear.
The sea is singing; and the rain
—Is music to the ears thaThear.
—A radiant mystery.
The dark is shot with light; the stone
—Is light unto the eyes that see.
No more the wild confusèd main
—Is tossed about with storms of fear.
The sea is singing; and the rain
—Is music to the ears thaThear.
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