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SONGS FOR GIRLHOOD.		133

ST. AGNES. Alfred Tennyson. Deep on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapor goes: May my soul follow soon! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord: Make thou my spirit pure and clear As are these frosty skies, Or this first snow-drop of the year That in my bosom lies.	So shows my soul before the Lamb, My spirit before Thee; So in mine earthly house I am, To that I hope to be. Break up the heavens, O Lord! and far, Thro' all yon starlight keen, Draw me, thy bride, a glittering star In raiment white and clean. He lifts me to the golden doors; The flashes come and go; All heaven bursts her starry floors, And strews her gems below, And deepens on and up! the gates Roll back, and far within For me the Heavenly Bridegroom waits, To make me pure of sin.



As these white robes are soiled and dark, To yonder shining ground; As this pale taper's earthly spark, To yonder argent round;	The Sabbaths of Eternity, One Sabbath deep and wide� A light upon the shining sea� The Bridegroom with his bride I