Page:A father of women, and other poems, Meynell, 1917.djvu/21

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A Thrush Before Dawn

All-natural things! But more—Whence came
 This yet remoter mystery?
How do these starry notes proclaim
 A graver still divinity?
 This hope, this sanctity of fear?
 O innocent throat! O human ear!