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Not robed, not sandalled, as the painters limn,
But past all dreams, till we wake, seeing him ;

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An ending, and the seasons, and the Path ;
That gracious, potent, Friend who wisdom hath
Of whence all come, and whereunto all go ;
(He, in Gethsemane, did see him so !)

The embodied, blinding, loveliness of all
Which, of Earth's dearest head, our hearts recall.
To perfectness transfigured and combined.
In heavenly type of utmost Humankind.

Not robed, not sandalled, as the painters limn,
But past all dreams, till we wake, seeing him ;

And, then, as natural, as dear, as known
As to the Babe its Mother's brows bent down.
Wingless ; for where these live there blows no wind.
Nor aught spreads, gross as air, nor any substance

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