Later and steady came her affections:
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…Less am I to stay tortured
election…
‘Fore carnal body’s cleft from crying
soul.
Defected prodigal, nettled dearth slain,
And whetted by God (Father, Son, and Divine
Spirit) to slice out baned eyes and Earth rain.
Loosed out my sockets a salty-light shine
Let lit at last and Communion with right-
Full Groom. Processioned from the empty tomb
He rung me with rest bloodied white.