Morning’s gold and noonday’s blue,

Lifted in the evening skies

Rose-illumined boundaries,

Wove the light of moon and stars

Into silver prison-bars.{21}

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We forget what deeps we winged

Ere we found our place on earth,

Ere the blue horizons ringed

Sheltered homelands of our birth.

Whispers of the unknown spoke

Through our dreams; but all we know

Waited for us when we woke

On the green earth long ago.

Love we found, and welcome kind,

Fellowship with everything

We were playmates of the wind,

Comrades of the bird on wing.

Creatures dumb we understood,

Knew them kin,—the shy or bold,—

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