The Diary of an Old Soul

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Author: George MacDonald

9.

But when in the dim silver thou dost look,
I do behold thy face, though blurred and faint.
Oh joy! no flaw in me thy grace will brook,
But still refine: slow shall the silver pass
>From bright to brighter, till, sans spot or taint,
Love, well content, shall see no speck of brass,
And I his perfect face shall hold as in a glass.

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Chicago: George MacDonald, "9.," The Diary of an Old Soul, ed. Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in The Diary of an Old Soul (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed October 2, 2022, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=3UAKTRI2KNX8ZEN.

MLA: MacDonald, George. "9." The Diary of an Old Soul, edited by Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in The Diary of an Old Soul, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 2 Oct. 2022. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=3UAKTRI2KNX8ZEN.

Harvard: MacDonald, G, '9.' in The Diary of an Old Soul, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, The Diary of an Old Soul, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 2 October 2022, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=3UAKTRI2KNX8ZEN.