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Six Years Old
To H. W. M.
Between the springs of six and seven,
Two fresh years’ fountains, clear
Of all but golden sand for leaven,
Child, midway passing here,
As earth for love’s sake dares bless heaven,
So dare I bless you, dear.
Two fresh years’ fountains, clear
Of all but golden sand for leaven,
Child, midway passing here,
As earth for love’s sake dares bless heaven,
So dare I bless you, dear.
Between two bright well-heads, that brighten
With every breath that blows
Too loud to lull, too low to frighten,
But fain to rock, the rose,
Your feet stand fast, your lit smiles lighten,
That might rear flowers from snows.
With every breath that blows
Too loud to lull, too low to frighten,
But fain to rock, the rose,
Your feet stand fast, your lit smiles lighten,
That might rear flowers from snows.
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