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INCOMPLETENESS by HENRIETTA CORDELIA RAY

First Line: WHAT SOUL HATH STRUCK ITS NEED OF MELODY
Last Line: SUCH DISSONANCE CAN E'ER BE SWEET, AND HOW.
Subject(s): LIFE;
What soul hath struck its need of melody,
From life's strange instrument whereon it plays?
Are the aspiring strains of weary days
E'er gathered in their full intensity,
Swelling a psalm incomparable, free
To utter all their yearning? Nay! the lays
Moan on inadequately, for the ways
Of God in shaping souls we may not see.
'Mid baffled hopes we cry out in our need,
And wrestle in the shadows, wond'ring when
Such dissonance can e'er be sweet, and how.



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