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They tell strange things of the primeval earth	A
But things that be are never strange to those	B
Among them And we know what it was like	C
Many are sure they walked in it the proof	D
This the all gracious all admired whole	E
Called life called world called thought was all as one	F
Nor yet divided more than that old earth	A
Among the tribes Self was not fully come	G
Self was asleep embedded in the whole	E
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I too dwelt once in a primeval world	H
Such as they tell of all things wonderful	I
Voices ay visions people grand and tall	J
Thronged in it but their talk was overhead	K
And bore scant meaning that one wanted not	L
Whose thought was sight as yet unbound of words	M
This kingdom of heaven having entered through	N
Being a little child	O
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Such as can see	P
Why should they doubt The childhood of a race	Q
The childhood of a soul hath neither doubt	R
Nor fear Where all is super natural	I
The guileless heart doth feed on it no more	S
Afraid than angels are of heaven	F
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Who saith	A
Another life the next one shall not have	T
Another childhood growing gently thus	U
Able to bear the poignant sweetness take	V
The rich long awful measure of its peace	W
Endure the presence sublime	X
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I saw	Y
Once in that earth primeval once a face	Q
A little face that yet I dream upon '	-
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'Of this world was it '	-
'Not of this world no	Z
In the beginning for methinks it was	A2
In the beginning but an if you ask	B2
How long ago time was not then nor date	C2
For marking It was always long ago	Z
E'en from the first recalling of it long	D2
And long ago	Z
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And I could walk and went	E2
Led by the hand through a long mead at morn	F2
Bathed in a ravishing excess of light	G2
It throbbed and as it were fresh fallen from heaven	F
Sank deep into the meadow grass The sun	F
Gave every blade a bright and a dark side	H2
Glitter'd on buttercups that topped them slipped	I2
To soft red puffs by some called holy hay	J2
The wide oaks in their early green stood still	K2
And took delight in it Brown specks that made	L2
Very sweet noises quivered in the blue	N
Then they came down and ran along the brink	M2
Of a long pool and they were birds	M
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The pool	N2
Pranked at the edges with pale peppermint	O2
A rare amassment of veined cuckoo flowers	P2
And flags blue green was lying below This all	J
Was sight it condescended not to words	M
Till memory kissed the charmed dream	Q2
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The mead	R2
Hollowing and heaving in the hollows fair	S2
With dropping roses fell away to it	T2
A strange sweet place upon its further side	H2
Some people gently walking took their way	J2
Up to a wood beyond and also bells	U2
Sang floated in the air hummed what you will '	-
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'Then it was Sunday '	-
'Sunday was not yet	V2
It was a holiday for all the days	W2
Were holy It was not our day of rest	X2
The earth for all her rolling asks not rest	X2
For she was never weary	P
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It was sweet	Y2
Full of dear leisure and perennial peace	W
As very old days when life went easily	P
Before mankind had lost the wise the good	Z2
Habit of being happy	P
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For the pool	N2
A beauteous place it was as might be seen	A3
That led one down to other meads and had	B3
Clouds and another sky I thought to go	Z
Deep down in it and walk that steep clear slope	C3
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Then she who led me reached the brink her foot	D3
Staying to talk with one who met her there	S2
Here were fresh marvels sailing things whose vans	E3
Floated them on above the flowering flags	F3
We moved a little onward paused again	G3
And here there was a break in these and here	H3
There came the vision for I stooped to gaze	W2
So far as my small height would let me gaze	W2
Into that pool to see the fishes dart	I3
And in a moment from her under hills	J3
Came forth a little child who lived down there	S2
Looked up at me and smiled We could not talk	K3
But looked and loved each other I a hand	L3
Held out to her so she to me but ah	M3
She would not come Her home her little bed	K
Was doubtless under that soft shining thing	N3
The water and she wanted not to run	F
Among red sorrel spires and fill her hand	L3
In the dry warmed grass with cowslip buds	O3
Awhile our feeding hearts all satisfied	H2
Took in the blue of one another's eyes	P3
Two dimpled creatures rose lipped innocent	Q3
But when we fain had kissed O the end came	R3
For snatched aloft held in the nurse's arms	S3
She parting with her lover I was borne	F2
Far from that little child	O
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And no one knew	N
She lived down there but only I and none	F
Sought for her but I yearned for her and left	T3
Part of myself behind as the lambs leave	U3
Their wool upon a thorn '	-
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'And was she seen	A3
Never again nor known for what she was '	-
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'Never again for we did leave anon	A3
The pasture and the pool I know not where	S2
They lie and sleep a heaven on earth but know	A3
From thenceforth yearnings for a lost delight	G2
On certain days I dream about her still '	-

Jean Ingelow

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