The Man with the Hoe, and Other Poems (Markham, Pyle, 1900)/Infinite Depths

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Infinite Depths

The little pool, in street or field apart,
⁠Glasses the deep heavens and the rushing storm;
And into the silent depths of every heart,
⁠The Eternal throws its awful shadow-form.

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