Poem 3 (J 279: 1861/1896)
Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord,
Then, I am ready to go!
Just look at the Horses--
Rapid! That will do!
So I shall never fall--
For we must ride to the Judgement--
And I never mind the Sea--
Held fast in Everlasting Race--
By my own Choice, and Thee--
Goodbye to the Life I used to live--
And the World I used to know--
And kiss the Hills, for me, just once--
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