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:: Oh, wildly the storm doth sweep !
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And I bury my unprotected head
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:: In the pitiless sand and weep.
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The wild winds sweep around me,
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:: Moaning, in hopeless song :
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“ ’Tis nothing but sandy desert
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:: Forever and ever on.
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“ No shady land of peace
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:: Will gladden your heavy eye.
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Oh, give the hopeless journey o’er
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:: Rise not—lie here and die.”
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But a ridge o’er the sandy desert–
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:: A ''track'', o’er the dusty plain,
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Sends hope to my fainting heart,
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:: And I start on my journey again
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For I know that One before me
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:: Hath travelled the desert o’er ;
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Thank God ! for that print in the sand,
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''Where a foot hath trod before !''
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Revision as of 14:06, 20 July 2021

vol. 3, p. 20
from Adyar archives of the International Theosophical Society
vol. 3 (1875-1878)
 

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< The Ancient City (continued from page 3-18) >

...

Follow Thou Me

A desert, a shadeless desert;
Oh, wildly the storm doth sweep !
And I bury my unprotected head
In the pitiless sand and weep.

The wild winds sweep around me,
Moaning, in hopeless song :
“ ’Tis nothing but sandy desert
Forever and ever on.

“ No shady land of peace
Will gladden your heavy eye.
Oh, give the hopeless journey o’er
Rise not—lie here and die.”

But a ridge o’er the sandy desert–
A track, o’er the dusty plain,
Sends hope to my fainting heart,
And I start on my journey again
For I know that One before me
Hath travelled the desert o’er ;
Thank God ! for that print in the sand,
Where a foot hath trod before !

  1. Follow Thou Me by unknown author