Hues of Dreamland

What has been, shall not only be, but is.

     The hues of dreamland, strange and sweet and tender

     Are but hint-shadows of full many a splendour

     Which the high Parent-love will yet unroll

     Before his child’s obedient, humble soul.

     Ah, me, my God! in thee lies every bliss

     Whose shadow men go hunting wearily amiss. 
~George MacDonald

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