“Our Father!” If He heard us, He would surely
(For they call Him good and mild)
Answer, smiling down the steep world very purely,
“Come and rest with Me, My child.”
XI
‘But, no!’ say the children, weeping faster,
‘He is speechless as a stone;
And they tell us, of His image is the master
Who commands us to work on.
Go to!’ say the children,—‘up in Heaven,