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A garden morning PRINCE HENRY seated with a	A
book ELSIE at a distance gathering flowers	B
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Prince Henry reading One morning all alone	C
Out of his convent of gray stone	C
Into the forest older darker grayer	D
His lips moving as if in prayer	E
His head sunken upon his breast	F
As in a dream of rest	F
Walked the Monk Felix All about	G
The broad sweet sunshine lay without	G
Filling the summer air	E
And within the woodlands as he trod	H
The twilight was like the Truce of God	H
With worldly woe and care	E
Under him lay the golden moss	I
And above him the boughs of hemlock tree	J
Waved and made the sign of the cross	I
And whispered their Benedicites	I
And from the ground	K
Rose an odor sweet and fragrant	L
Of the wild flowers and the vagrant	L
Vines that wandered	M
Seeking the sunshine round and round	K
These he heeded not but pondered	M
On the volume in his hand	N
A volume of Saint Augustine	O
Wherein he read of the unseen	O
Splendors of God's great town	P
In the unknown land	N
And with his eyes cast down	P
In humility he said	Q
'I believe O God	H
What herein I have read	Q
But alas I do not understand '	-
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And lo he heard	M
The sudden singing of a bird	M
A snow white bird that from a cloud	R
Dropped down	P
And among the branches brown	P
Sat singing	S
So sweet and clear and loud	R
It seemed a thousand harp strings ringing	S
And the Monk Felix closed his book	T
And long long	U
With rapturous look	T
He listened to the song	U
And hardly breathed or stirred	M
Until he saw as in a vision	V
The land Elysian	V
And in the heavenly city heard	M
Angelic feet	W
Fall on the golden flagging of the street	W
And he would fain	V
Have caught the wondrous bird	M
But strove in vain	V
For it flew away away	X
Far over hill and dell	Y
And instead of its sweet singing	S
He heard the convent bell	Y
Suddenly in the silence ringing	S
For the service of noonday	M
And he retraced	M
His pathway homeward sadly and in haste	M
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In the convent there was a change	Z
He looked for each well known face	I
But the faces were new and strange	Z
New figures sat in the oaken stalls	I
New voices chaunted in the choir	D
Yet the place was the same place	I
The same dusky walls	I
Of cold gray stone	V
The same cloisters and belfry and spire	A2
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A stranger and alone	V
Among that brotherhood	M
The Monk Felix stood	M
'Forty years ' said a Friar	D
'Have I been Prior	D
Of this convent in the wood	M
But for that space	I
Never have I beheld thy face '	-
	-
The heart of the Monk Felix fell	Y
And he answered with submissive tone	V
'This morning after the hour of Prime	B2
I left my cell	Y
And wandered forth alone	V
Listening all the time	B2
To the melodious singing	S
Of a beautiful white bird	M
Until I heard	M
The bells of the convent ringing	S
Noon from their noisy towers	I
It was as if I dreamed	M
For what to me had seemed	M
Moments only had been hours '	-
	-
'Years ' said a voice close by	C2
It was an aged monk who spoke	D2
From a bench of oak	D2
Fastened against the wall	E2
He was the oldest monk of all	E2
For a whole century	J
Had he been there	E
Serving God in prayer	E
The meekest and humblest of his creatures	I
He remembered well the features	I
Of Felix and he said	M
Speaking distinct and slow	F2
'One hundred years ago	F2
When I was a novice in this place	I
There was here a monk full of God's grace	I
Who bore the name	G2
Of Felix and this man must be the same '	-
	-
And straightway	X
They brought forth to the light of day	M
A volume old and brown	V
A huge tome bound	M
With brass and wild boar's hide	M
Therein were written down	V
The names of all who had died	M
In the convent since it was edified	M
And there they found	M
Just as the old monk said	M
That on a certain day and date	M
One hundred years before	H2
Had gone forth from the convent gate	M
The Monk Felix and never more	H2
Had entered that sacred door	H2
He had been counted among the dead	M
And they knew at last	M
That such had been the power	D
Of that celestial and immortal song	U
A hundred years had passed	M
And had not seemed so long	U
As a single hour	D
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ELSIE comes in with flowers	I
	-
Elsie Here are flowers for you	I2
But they are not all for you	I2
Some of them are for the Virgin	V
And for Saint Cecilia	A
	-
Prince Henry As thou standest there	E
Thou seemest to me like the angel	J2
That brought the immortal roses	I
To Saint Cecilia's bridal chamber	D
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Elsie But these will fade	M
	-
Prince Henry Themselves will fade	M
But not their memory	J
And memory has the power	D
To re create them from the dust	M
They remind me too	I2
Of martyred Dorothea	A
Who from celestial gardens sent	M
Flowers as her witnesses	I
To him who scoffed and doubted	M
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Elsie Do you know the story	J
Of Christ and the Sultan's daughter	D
That is the prettiest legend of them all	E2
	-
Prince Henry Then tell it to me	J
But first come hither	D
Lay the flowers down beside me	J
And put both thy hands in mine	V
Now tell me the story	J
	-
Elsie Early in the morning	S
The Sultan's daughter	D
Walked in her father's garden	V
Gathering the bright flowers	I
All full of dew	I2
	-
Prince Henry Just as thou hast been doing	S
This morning dearest Elsie	J
	-
Elsie And as she gathered them	K2
She wondered more and more	H2
Who was the Master of the Flowers	I
And made them grow	F2
Out of the cold dark earth	L2
'In my heart ' she said	M
'I love him and for him	M2
Would leave my father's palace	I
To labor in his garden '	-
	-
Prince Henry Dear innocent child	M
How sweetly thou recallest	M
The long forgotten legend	M
That in my early childhood	M
My mother told me	J
Upon my brain	V
It reappears once more	H2
As a birth mark on the forehead	M
When a hand suddenly	J
Is laid upon it and removed	M
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Elsie And at midnight	M
As she lay upon her bed	M
She heard a voice	I
Call to her from the garden	V
And looking forth from her window	M
She saw a beautiful youth	N2
Standing among the flowers	I
It was the Lord Jesus	I
And she went down to him	M2
And opened the door for him	M2
And he said to her 'O maiden	V
Thou hast thought of me with love	O2
And for thy sake	P2
Out of my Father's kingdom	Q2
Have I come hither	D
I am the Master of the Flowers	I
My garden is in Paradise	I
And if thou wilt go with me	J
Thy bridal garland	M
Shall be of bright red flowers '	-
And then he took from his finger	D
A golden ring	S
And asked the Sultan's daughter	D
If she would be his bride	M
And when she answered him with love	O2
His wounds began to bleed	M
And she said to him	M2
'O Love how red thy heart is	I
And thy hands are full of roses '	-
'For thy sake ' answered he	J
'For thy sake is my heart so red	M
For thee I bring these roses	I
I gathered them at the cross	I
Whereon I died for thee	J
Come for my Father calls	I
Thou art my elected bride '	-
And the Sultan's daughter	D
Followed him to his Father's garden	V
	-
Prince Henry Wouldst thou have done so Elsie	J
	-
Elsie Yes very gladly	J
	-
Prince Henry Then the Celestial Bridegroom	R2
Will come for thee also	M
Upon thy forehead he will place	I
Not his crown of thorns	I
But a crown of roses	I
In thy bridal chamber	D
Like Saint Cecilia	A
Thou shall hear sweet music	S2
And breathe the fragrance	I
Of flowers immortal	J2
Go now and place these flowers	I
Before her picture	D
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A ROOM IN THE FARM HOUSE	I
	-
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Twilight URSULA spinning GOTTLIEB asleep in his	I
chair	E
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Ursula Darker and darker Hardly a glimmer	D
Of light comes in at the window pane	V
Or is it my eyes are growing dimmer	D
I cannot disentangle this skein	V
Nor wind it rightly upon the reel	T2
Elsie	J
	-
Gottlieb starting The stopping of thy wheel	T2
Has wakened me out of a pleasant dream	U2
I thought I was sitting beside a stream	U2
And heard the grinding of a mill	V2
When suddenly the wheels stood still	V2
And a voice cried 'Elsie' in my ear	W2
It startled me it seemed so near	X2
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Ursula I was calling her I want a light	M
I cannot see to spin my flax	I
Bring the lamp Elsie Dost thou hear	W2
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Elsie within In a moment	M
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Gottlieb Where are Bertha and Max	I
	-
Ursula They are sitting with Elsie at the door	H2
She is telling them stories of the wood	M
And the Wolf and Little Red Ridinghood	M
	-
Gottlieb And where is the Prince	I
	-
Ursula In his room overhead	M
I heard him walking across the floor	H2
As he always does with a heavy tread	M
	-
ELSIE comes in with a lamp MAX and BERTHA follow	M