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The road, it is the road, Mystical, endless, kind, Mother of visions vast, Mother of soul and mind; Mother of all of me But the blood that cries for a mate— That cries for a farewell kiss From the child of God at the gate. Also see: General William Booth enters into Heaven, and other poems - Wikisource B. v.