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hints.
For the cloud, and the leaf, and the blossom,
The shadow, the flickering beam,
Are waifs on the sea-like bosom
Of beauty beyond our dream:
Its glow to our earth is given;
It freshens this lower air:
O, the fathomless wells of heaven,—
The springs of the earth rise there!




They whose hearts are whole and strong,
  Loving holiness,
Living clean from soil of wrong,
  Wearing truth's white dress,—
They unto no far-off height
  Wearily need climb;
Heaven to them is close in sight
  From these shores of time.

Only the anointed eye
  Sees in common things,—
Gleams dropped daily from the sky,—
  Heavenly blossomings.