'No amount of fiery light
Strong-armed, sun-arrowed
Has in passing windows through
Healed the heart, sorrowed! '
As shields on the side of Good
Held up, bed around
May she in what as zealous
Blazes for her sake
For heavenly, parental Love
Come feel; nor forsake.
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