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Show When I Come To Your Door. When 1 come to your door and ilud you, dear, Your arms of welcome, your smile, your kiss, There is nought In tho world, or far or near, Or good, or evil, save only this Nought in tho world, to dread nor fear While 1 can seek, and find you, dear I i llut, If I should stand and speak your name At the open door, aud heard uo word, No step on tho stair, whore yonr glad foot oamo With doTiiwnrd brute, ob of homing f bird- i If I ahouid look through tho lonoly I gloom I And cnll. ntid cry,- Bnd you should ( not come? , If I should seek you and llud you not! Snvo for tho pain yonr heaat mlgnt know I would ask Uod'B pitying lovo to blot My life from Life ere this should be so But nothing matters I For Heaven is here While I ctin seek and find you, dear I Madeline 'Bridges ia NEW IDEA WOMAN'S MAOiZINE for June. |