by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894)

Two pursuits
Language: English 
A voice said, "Follow, follow": and I rose
 And followed far into the dreamy night,
 Turning my back upon the pleasant light.
It led me where the bluest water flows,
And would not let me drink: where corn grows
 I dared not pause, but went uncheered by sight
 Or touch, until at length in evil plight.
It left me, wearied out with many woes.
Some time I sat as one bereft of sense:
 But soon another voice, from very far
  Called, "Follow, follow": and I rose again.
 Now on my night has dawned a blessed star:
  Kind steady hands my sinking steps sustain,
And will not leave me till I shall go hence.


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This text was added to the website: 2018-05-17
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