And praise its sweetness, Sweet, with thee anear.

Of obvious death, where I, who thought to sink,

The face of all the hｔｔｐ://ｗｗw•9９lｉb.ｎeｔworld is changed, I think,

The names of country, heaven, are changed away

Move still, oh, stil

九九藏书

l, beside me, as they stole

Of life in a new rhythm. The cup of dole

(The singing angels know九_九_藏_书_网) are only dear

God gave for baptism, I am fain to drink,

Was caught up into love, and taught the whole

And this . . . th九九藏书is lute and song . . . loved yesterday,

Because thy name moves right in what they say.

Betwixt me and the dreadful outer brink

F９9ｌｉb•ｎｅｔor where thou art or shalt be, there or here;

Since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul