Said God, "You sisters, ere ye go Down among men, my work to do, I will on each a badge bestow: Hope I love best, and gold for her, Yet a silver glory for Despair, For she is my angel too." ...
We are thine, O Love, being in thee and made of thee, As th'u, L've, were the d'ep th'ught And we the speech of the thought; yea, spoken are we, Thy fires of thought out-spoken: ...