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With eager palms I gently press Soft sheaves of it against my lips In sheer delight; and so caress And fondle with light finger tips, And watch its beauty when the bright, Clear spears of light Pierce through its slender leaves and smite Their rose and purple, till my sight Is dazzled with its loveliness! WITH EAGER PALMS I GENTLY PRESS SOFT SHEAVES OF IT AGAINST MY LIPS IN SHEER DELIGHT AND SO CARESS AND FONDLE WITH LIGHT FINGER TIPS AND WATCH ITS BEAUTY WHEN THE BRIGHT CLEAR SPEARS OF LIGHT PIERCE THROUGH ITS SLENDER LEAVES AND SMITE THEIR ROSE AND PURPLE TILL MY SIGHT IS DAZZLED WITH ITS LOVELINESS
 My spirit yearns for thee! Yet in some gracious-wise to-night We do not seem far worlds apart; I reach my empty arms and dream I fold thee to my heart. I close my brimming eyes, and see The strange, sweet beauty of thy smile, And fancy that our palms are met In loving clasp the while. In soft, clear tones, I seem to hear The long-hushed voice I loved so well; —I tremble, lest a breath should break This moment’s happy spell! O brother mine, could it be true Thine own dear presence hovers near To comfort with this heavenly peace Thy little sister here? _BINDWEED_ Along the lane I idly pass Unheeding where the footpath goes, And loiter through the ripe wild-grass That down the open roadway grows In feathery, tall tufts that rise In filmy tangles, misty-wise; The grass that when the south wind blows, Shines out and shows Shot through with silver lights and rose, And tiny gold and violet seeds That quiver off each gleaming stem And powder all the wayside weeds, And like a glory cover them.  BIND WEED BY EVELIN STEYNE READ FOR LIVER VOXTILE ORG BY SILVESTER LAND ALONG THE LANE I IDLY PASS UNHEEDING WHERE THE FOOTPATH GOES AND LOITER THROUGH THE RIPE WILD GRASS THAT DOWN THE OPEN ROADWAKE ROWS IN FEATHERY TALL TUFTS THAT RISE IN FILMY TANGLES MISTY WISE THE GRASS THAT WHEN THE SOUTH WIND BLOWS SHINES OUT AND SHOWS SHOTS THROUGH THE SILVER LIGHTS AND ROSE IN TINY GOLD AND VIOLET SEEDS THAT QUIVER OFF EACH GLEAMING STEM AND POWDER ALL THE WAYSIDE WEEDS AND LIKE A GLORY COVER THEM
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