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I should have been too glad, I see,
Too for the scant degree
Of life's penurious round;
little circuit would have shamed
This new circumference, have
The homelier time behind.
I should have been saved, I see,
Too rescued; fear too dim to
That I could spell the prayer
I knew perfect yesterday, —
That scalding one, "Sabachthani,"
fluent here.
Earth would have been too much, I see,
And heaven not enough for me;
I should had the joy
Without the fear to justify, —
palm without the Calvary;
So, Saviour, crucify.
Defeat victory, they say;
The reefs in old Gethsemane
the shore beyond.
'T is beggars banquets best define;
'T is thirsting vitalizes wine, —
Faith faints to understand.