To J. S. Collis

Live unlamenting though obscure remaining:
be as the bird that in the desolate places
feeds her two young, and man-unheard is heard still
to her God crying.

Die unaccursed though the universal
curse be abroad: for of her God remembered
though the world burn, the spirit as a bird shall
flee to her mountain.
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