The Passing of the Storm, and Other Poems

by Alfred Castner King

[ high up on the cliffs in their dwellings]

"High up on the cliffs in their dwellings,

Which were apertures walled up with rocks,

Lived this people, sequestered and happy;

Their dwellings now serve the wild fox."

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FATHER, AT THY ALTAR KNEELING

Father, at Thy altar kneeling,

Sin-defiled;