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And. "Father," he said, "in the mart's loud din
Is there aught of pleasure? Do some find joy?
But his father tilted the beardless chin.
And looked in the eyes of the questing boy.

Said he: "Whenever the fields are green.
Lie still, where the wild rose fashions a screen.
While the brown thrush calls to his love-wise mate.
And know what they profit who trade with Hite."
Said he: "Whenever the great skies spread.
In the beckoning vastness overhead.
A tent for the blue wren building a nest.
Then, down in the heart of you. learn what's best."

And there came to Sym as he walked afield
Deep thoughts of the world and the folk of Gosh
He saw the idols to which they kneeled;
He marked them cringe to the name of Splosh.
"Is is meet," he asked, "that a soul should crawl
To a purple robe or a gilded chair?"
But his father walked to the garden's wall
And stooped to a rose-bush flowering there.

Said he: "Whenever a bursting bloom
Looks up to the sun, may a soul find room
For a measure of awe at the wondrous birth
Of one more treasure to this glad earth."