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THE SACRED MARRIAGE.

And has another's life as large a scope?

It may give due fulfilment to thy hope,

And every portal to the unknown may ope.

If, near this other life, thy inmost feeling

Trembles with fateful prescience of revealing

The future Deity, time is still concealing;

If thou feel thy whole force drawn more and more

To launch that other bark on seas without a shore;

And no still secret must be kept in store;

If meannesses that dim each temporal deed,

The dull decay that mars the fleshly weed,

And flower of love that seems to fall and leave no seed—

Hide never the full presence from thy sight

Of mutual aims and tasks, ideals bright,

Which feed their roots to-day on all this seeming blight.

Twin stars that mutual circle in the heaven,

Two parts for spiritual concord given,

Twin Sabbaths that inlock the Sacred Seven;

Still looking to the centre for the cause,

Mutual light giving to draw out the powers,

And learning all the other groups by cognizance of one another's laws.

The parent love the wedded love includes;

The one permits the two their mutual moods;

The two each other know, 'mid myriad multitudes;

With child-like intellect discerning love,

And mutual action energising love,

In myriad forms affiliating love.

A world whose seasons bloom from pole to pole,

A force which knows both starting-point and goal,

A Home in Heaven,—the Union in the Soul.