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A WALL / Gray and tall, / And a sky of gray, / And a twilight cold; / And that is all / That my eyes behold.
But I know that unseen, / Beyond the wall, / On a lawn of green / White blossoms fall / In the waning light; / And beyond the lawn / Curtains are drawn / From windows bright.
And within she moves with her gracious hands / And the heart that loves and that understands, / Waiting to succour poor souls in need, / And to bind with her blessing the hearts that bleed.
I know it all, though I cannot see; / But the tired-out tramp, / Dirty and ill, / In the evening's damp, / In the Spring's clean chill, / Knows not that there / Is the heart to care / For such as I and for such as he.
He slouches along, and sees alone / The gray of the sky and the gray of the stone.
Lord, when my eyes see nothing but grey / In all Thy world that is now so green, / I will bethink me of this spring day / And the house of welcome, known yet unseen; / The wall that conceals / And the faith that reveals.