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Too long, too long, we heard strange footsteps pass, Harsh, strident echoes stricken out of stone; But never softened by green, growing grass, Or mellowed to faint, earthy undertone. TOO LONG TOO LONG WE HEARD STRANGE FOOTSTEPS PASS HARSH STRIDENT ECHOES STRICKEN OUT OF STONE BUT NEVER SOFTENED BY GREEN GROWING GRASS OR MELLOW TO FAINT EARTHY UNDERTONE
 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. 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! Good morrow, little birds! Good morrow! morrow!—O, I would I knew Some light-winged language, kindred singing words Wherein to say This day, this day, at last this happy day I come to be a neighbor unto you!  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 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 GOOD MORAL LITTLE BIRDS GOOD MORROW MORROW OH I WOULD I KNEW SOME LIGHT WINGED LANGUAGE KINDRED SINGING WORDS WHEREIN TO SAY THIS DAY THIS DAY AT LAST THIS HAPPY DAY I COME TO BE A NEIGHBOUR UNTO YOU
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