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By Charles G. D. Roberts


The spirits of earth were there
Thronging the shadowed air,
 Serving among the lilies
In an ecstasy of prayer.


Their speech I could not tell ;
But the sap in each green cell,
 And the pure initiate petals,
They knew that language well.


I felt the soul of the trees
Of the white, eternal seas
 Of the flickering bats and night-moths
And my own soul kin to these.


And a spell came out of space
From the light of its starry place,
 And I saw in the deep of my heart
The image of God's face.