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845	Timrod, Henry	Poems of Henry Timrod; with Memoir			.txt	text/plain	37738	3089	94	Shall lie upon thy father's breast, "Too Long, O Spirit of Storm", is the fused passion of the poet's heart But to-night my thoughts flow calmer--in thy room I think I stand, See a fair white page before thee, and a pen within thy hand; And thy fingers sweep the paper, and a light is in thine eyes, Love shall grow softer in each maiden's eyes Love, hate, grief, joy, gain, glory, shame, shall meet, Thy soul shall pass beyond the stars to God. The genius of thy life beside thee stands! "And therefore, though thy name shall pass away, Thy life shall bear its flowers in future times." The day hath scarcely passed that saw thy birth, Shall bristle like thy palm with spears, They shall not touch thy noble heart, So shall thy name be dear to many a heart; And thought to light thy heart and hearth	./cache/845.txt	./txt/845.txt