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T H E WOR L D | 33 Eternity lies broad behind, Eternity before. High on the Hills of Heaven, Majestic, undefiled, Forever and ever he lives, a God; But once he lived, a Child! And the child-heart leaps within him, And the child-eyes softer grow, When the land lies bright and sunny, Like the land of long ago; And the love of God is mingled With the love of dear days gone, When he comes to the city of his mother, On the day her child was born! New Duty Once to God we owed it all,— God alone; Bowing in eternal thrall, Giving, sacrificing all, Before the Throne. Once we owed it to the King,— Served the crown; Life, and love, and everything, In allegiance to the King, Laying down. Now we owe it to Mankind,— To our Race; Fullest fruit of soul and mind, Heart and hand and all behind, Now in place. Loving-service, wide and free, From the sod Up in varying degree, Through me and you—through you and me— Up to God! Seeking I went to look for Love among the roses, the roses, The pretty winged boy with the arrow and the bow;18 In the fair and fragrant places, ’Mid the Muses and the Graces,19 At the feet of Aphrodite,20 with the roses all aglow. ...

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