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Hark! how the sparrows in the apple tree Are chattering, chirping, till their tiny throats Are fairly brimmed and quivering through and through With rollick notes! HARK HOW THE SPARROWS IN THE APPLE TREE ARE CHATTERING CHIRPING TILL THEIR TINY THROATS ARE FAIRLY BRIMMED AND QUIVERING THROUGH AND THROUGH WITH ROLLICK NOTES
high, But naught appealed in any way To stay the passer-by._ _Till suddenly the sunlight strayed Those leafy tangles through, And touched to fire, on every blade A golden network grew!_ _A million airy cobwebs gleamed So silken-soft and bright, That all the level lowland seemed A tracery of light._ _And as I watched the webs, I thought The field of life along, As slight as these, so I have wrought With slender threads of song._ _They bind the grass, and blossoms, too, The bee and butterfly, And some go faintly wavering through The tender azure sky._ _Yet still I wait that golden glow Whose fine transmuting art Must smite my web of song, and so Reveal it to the heart._ _Ah therefore, thou, I pray thee, touch These frail threads I have spun, With grace of sympathy, for such Might light them like the sun!_ _AMONG THE TREES AGAIN_ Aye, throb, my heart! is it not sweet to be, To breathe, to bide, by growing things once more! We did not guess before How close our life was locked in greenery.  AMONG THE TREES AGAIN BY EVELIN STEYNE READ FOR LIBER VOXTA ORG BY SILVESTER LAND I THROB MY HEART IS IT NOT SWEET TO BE TO BREATHE TO BIND BY GROWING THINGS ONCE MORE WE DID NOT GUESS BEFORE HOW CLOSE OUR LIFE WAS LOCKED IN GREENERY
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