menu_book Chapter 65

from 'Twixt Earth and Stars by Radclyffe Hall — automated transcript, may contain recognition errors.

Let not the morning break, ere I shall say, Thou art the sun that brightens all the day, Thou art the rose that perfumes all the air, Thou art the soul of all that is most fair. Let not the evening fall, ere I shall say, Thou art the star that guides me on my way, Thou art the moon whose beams are everywhere, Thou art my rest, my blessing and my prayer.