Explore "The Angel of The Desert and Other Poems" by Allan Macpherson on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Few were the years this solitary grew, A mother's hope. The Angel of the dead Bade her depart from her beloved one's view. While yet a child he laid his little head Upon her bosom, listening as she said What he was born to be.--A light whereby The strayed ones to their shepherd back are led.-- And with what holy fire his full, dark eye Flashed as her parting spirit spoke the prophesy.