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III

Wonder and love stand silent, stricken at heart and

stilled.
But yet is the cup of delight and of worship unpledged
and unfilled.
A handsbreadth hence leaps up, laughs out as an angel
crowned,
A strong full fountain of flowers overflowing above and
around.
The boughs and the blossoms in triumph salute with
adoring mirth
The womb that bare them, the glad green mother, the
sunbright earth.
Downward sweeping, as song subsides into silence,
none
May hear what sound is the word's they speak to the
brooding sun.