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I stood far off above the haunts of men	A
Somewhere I know not when the sky was dim	B
From some worn glory and the morning hymn	B
Of the gay oriole echoed from the glen	A
Wandering I felt earth's peace nor knew I sought	C
A visioned face a voice the wind had caught	D
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I passed the waking things that stirred and gazed	E
Thought bound and heeded not the waking flowers	F
Drank in the morning mist dawn's tender showers	F
And looked forth for the Day god who had blazed	E
His heart away and died at sundown Far	G
In the gray west faded a loitering star	G
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It seemed that I had wandered through long years	H
A life of years still seeking gropingly	I
A thing I dared not name now I could see	J
In the still dawn a hope in the soft tears	K
Of the deep hearted violets a breath	L
Of kinship like the herald voice of Death	L
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Slow moved the morning where the hill was bare	M
Woke a reluctant breeze Dimly I knew	N
My Day was come The wind blown blossoms threw	N
Their breath about me and the pine swept air	M
Grew to a shape a mighty formless thing	O
A phantom of the wood's imagining	O
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And as I gazed spell bound it seemed to move	P
Its tendril limbs still swaying tremulously	J
As if in spirit doubt then glad and free	J
Crystalled the being won from waiting grove	Q
Into a human likeness There he stood	R
The vine browed shape of Nature's mortal mood	S
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Now have I found thee Vision I have sought	C
These years unknowing surely thou art fair	M
And inly wise and on thy tasselled hair	M
Glows Heaven's own light Passion and fame are naught	C
To thy clear eyes O Prince of many lands	T
Grant me thy joy I cried and stretched my hands	T
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No answer but the flourish of the breeze	U
Through the black pines Then slowly as the wind	V
Parts the dense cloud forms leaving naught behind	V
But shapeless vapor through the budding trees	U
Drifted some force unseen and from my sight	W
Faded my god into the morning light	W
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Again alone With wistful straining eyes	X
I waited and the sunshine flecked the bank	Y
Happy with arbutus and violets where I sank	Y
Hearing near by a host of melodies	U
The rapture of the woodthrush soft her mood	S
The love mate with such golden numbers woo'd	S
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He ceased the fresh moss odors filled the grove	Q
With a strange sweetness the dark hemlock boughs	Z
Moved soft as though they heard the brooklet rouse	A2
To its spring soul and whisper low of love	B2
The white robed birches stood unbendingly	J
Like royal maids in proud expectancy	J
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Athwart the ramage where the young leaves press	C2
It came to me ah call it what you will	J
Vision or waking dream I see it still	J
Again a form born of the woodland stress	C2
Grew to my gaze and by some secret sign	D2
Though shadow hid I knew the form was thine	D2
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The glancing sunlight made thy ruddy hair	M
A crown of gold but on thy spirit face	E2
There was no smile only a tender grace	E2
Of love half doubt Upon thy hand a rare	M
Wild bird of Paradise perched fearlessly	J
With radiant plumage and still lustrous eye	F2
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And as I gazed I saw what I had deemed	G2
A shadow near thy hand a dusky wing	O
A bird like last year's leaves so dull a thing	O
Beside its fellow as the sunshine gleamed	G2
Each breast showed letters bright as crystalled rain	H2
The fair bird bore Delight the other Pain	H2
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Then came thy voice O Love wilt have my gift	I2
I stretched my glad hands eagerly to grasp	J2
The heaven blown bird gold hued and longed to clasp	J2
It close and know it mine Ere I might lift	I2
The shining thing and hold it to my breast	K2
Again I heard thy voice with vague unrest	K2
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These are twin birds and may not parted be	J
Full in thine eyes I gazed and read therein	L2
The paradox of life of love of sin	L2
As on a night of cloud and mystery	J
One darting flash makes bright the hidden ways	M2
And feet tread knowingly though thick the haze	M2
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Thy gift if so I chose no other hand	N2
Save thine I reached and gathered to my heart	O2
The quivering sentient things Sometimes I start	O2
To know them hidden there If I should stand	N2
Idly some day and one God help me breast	K2
A homing breeze my brown bird knows its nest	K2

Sophie M. (almon) Hensley

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