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THE ETERNAL CHILDREN

So that, after the Silence,
The Dark and the Dew,
The shore and the valley might waken at Dawn again
Perfectly new.


Now, where I holden had been all day,
I still stay’d on,
Watching Dreams glimmer
Where Life had shone,
Musing, pondering,
Wistfully wondering,
And all alone....
When, sudden! a stir beside my feet,
A touch upon my knee,
A little soft hand slipp’d into mine,
Trustfully—
And lo! in the moonlight, a Little-One
Stood, and look’d up at me!


Oh, tenderly the maid Moon
Touch’d, mother-wise,
Dimpled limbs, rounded brow,
And asking eyes!
As into my eager arms
With a happy cry
Up he sprang, a brother Star
Kiss’d either eye!
But, oh! as through my thrilling heart
His sweet warmth stole,
Full Father Sun it was, that rose

In my rejoicing soul!

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