Number me the things that are not yet come- gather me together the dross that are scattered abroad- make me the flowers — Compton Gage
Number me the things that are not yet come- gather me together the dross that are scattered abroad- make me the flowers — Compton Gage
Number me the things that are not yet come- gather me together the dross that are scattered abroad- make me the flowers — Compton Gage
Number me the things that are not yet come- gather me together the dross that are scattered abroad- make me the flowers — Compton Gage
Number me the things that are not yet come- gather me together the dross that are scattered abroad- make me the flowers — Compton Gage
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Number me the things that are not yet come- gather me together the dross that are scattered abroad- make me the flowers green again that are withered- Open me the places that are closed, and bring me forth the winds that in them are shut up- shew me the image of a voice: and then I will declare to thee the thing that thou labor to know.

— Compton Gage
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