Gold
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Let thy gold be cast in the furnace, And thy gold shall return more precious, In the cruel fire of Sorrow But wait till the trial is over I shall know by the gleam and the glitter Beat on, true heart, forever! Adelaide Anne Proctor
The red gold, precious and bright;
Do not fear the hungry fire,
With its caverns of burning light;
Free from every spot and stain;
For gold must be tried by fire,
As a heart must be tried by pain!
Cast thy heart, do not faint or wail;
Let thy hand be firm and steady
Do not let thy spirit quail:
And take thy heart again;
For as gold is tried by fire,
So a heart must be tried by pain!
Of the golden chain you wear,
By your heart's calm strength in loving,
Of the fire they have had to bear.
Shine bright, strong golden chain!
And bless the cleansing fire,
