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Now would you prove the man I love

As I saw him then?

He was of them who're slow to move,

One of your still men;

One of your men self-communing

Who see sheep on a hill,

Ships out at sea or birds a-wing

Where you see nil.

And what they see they seldom say,

Holding speech to be vain;

And yet so kin to earth are they

They smell the coming rain.

The earth can teach them without speech,

They know as they are known—

Why should they preach to the out-of-reach,

Or counsel Nature's own?

[Pg 32]

He never was a man to talk,

He was too wise;

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