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Then turning towards Green Park, where as yet Spring was not, the beggars stretched out their hands, and looking at the frozen grass and the yet unbudding trees they, chanting all together, prophesied daffodils. A motor omnibus came down the street, nearly running over some of the dogs that were barking ferociously still. It was sounding its horn noisily. And the vision went then. THEN TURNING TOWARDS GREEN PARK WHERE AS YET SPRING WAS NOT THE BEGGARS STRETCHED OUT THEIR HANDS AND LOOKING AT THE FROZEN GRASS AND THE YET UNBUDDING TREES THEY CHANTING ALL TOGETHER PROPHESIED DAFFODILS A MOTOR OMNIBUS CAME DOWN THE STREET NEARLY RUNNING OVER SOME OF THE DOGS THAT WERE BARKING FEROCIOUSLY STILL IT WAS SOUNDING ITS HORN NOISILY AND THE VISION WENT THEN
ill not frolic with colour, that they say 'No' to purple, and to lovely green 'Begone.' Thou hast wild fancies that they must needs be tamed with black, and terrible imaginings that they must be hidden thus. Has thy soul dreams of the angels, and of the walls of faery that thou hast guarded it so utterly, lest it dazzle astonished eyes? Even so God hid the diamond deep down in miles of clay. "The wonder of thee is not marred by mirth. "Behold thou art very secret. "Be wonderful. Be full of mystery." Silently the man in the black frock-coat passed on. And I came to understand when the purple beggar had spoken, that the dark citizen had trafficked perhaps with Ind, that in his heart were strange and dumb ambitions; that his dumbness was founded by solemn rite on the roots of ancient tradition; that it might be overcome one day by a cheer in the street or by some one singing a song, and that when this shopman spoke there might come clefts in the world and people peering over at the abyss. EP THOUGHTS IN THEE THAT THEY WILL NOT FROLIC WITH COLOR THAT THEY SAY NO TO PURPLE AND TO LOVELY GREEN BEGONE THOU HAST WILD FANCIES THAT THEY MUST NEEDS BE TAMED WITH BLACK AND TERRIBLE IMAGININGS THAT THEY MUST BE HIDDEN THUS HAS THY SOUL DREAMS OF THE ANGELS AND OF THE WALLS OF FAIRY THAT THOU HAST GUARDED IT SO UTTERLY LEST IT DAZZLE ASTONISHED EYES EVEN SO GOD HIT THE DIAMOND DEEP DOWN IN MILES OF CLAY THE WONDER OF THEE IS NOT MARRED BY MIRTH BEHOLD THOU ART VERY SECRET BE WONDERFUL BE FULL OF MYSTERY SILENTLY THE MAN IN THE BLACK FROCK COAT PASSED ON AND I CAME TO UNDERSTAND WHEN THE PURPLE BEGGAR HAD SPOKEN THAT THE DARK CITIZEN HAD TRAFFICKED PERHAPS WITHIN THAT IN HIS HEART WERE STRANGE AND DUMB AMBITIONS THAT HIS DUMBNESS WAS FOUNDED BY SOLEMN RITE ON THE ROOTS OF ANCIENT TRADITION THAT IT MIGHT BE OVERCOME ONE DAY BY A CHEER IN THE STREET OR BY SOME ONE SINGING A SONG AND THAT WHEN THIS SHOPMAN SPOKE THERE MIGHT COME CLEFTS IN THE WORLD AND PEOPLE PEERING OVER AT THE ABYSS
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