Chapter 22 THE IMPRISONED WITNESS.

When souls come freshly from their God,

They breathe the very air of Heaven!

To children on this earthly sod,

Angelic trusts are sometimes given.

And like bright spirits wandering through

The haunted depths of tears and sin,

Their gentle words drop down like dew,

Where wisdom fails, they charm and win.

It is strange-nay, it

            
            

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