Darkness

There were four angels around my bed,

With burning candlesticks outspread,

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Two at my feet,

Two at my head,

They tricked the darkness of its dread,

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My four angels,

My bright candles,

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There came a man of vision clear,

He said;

“The angels are not here…”

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“They are phantoms born of fear,

I speak and they will disappear…”

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Those four angels,

Those bright candles…”

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Ruth Manning-Sanders;

“Darkness”

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