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Robert Laurence Binyon - A Mother’s Song
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Over fast--closed baby eyes
 In the garden`s golden air
 Blossom--white the butterflies
 Hover, hurry, part and pair,
 Sudden shinings, flown nowhere!
 Blue, above, the unbounded skies!

 Little one, O downy head,
 O fingers clasping, shaped and small,
 Laid in soft nest of your bed,
 How the trees are Titan--tall
 Over you that slumber, all
 Ignorant of hope and dread!

 O so small, and all around
 Life so vast works wonders new.
 Yet to you is set no bound
 What you shall desire and do,
 Find and fashion and hold true;
 Deeps you hold no thought can sound:

 You are sought by powers unknown;
 On your trembling heart--strings play
 Airs unheard, O little one!
 Whisperings of far away,
 Music made of day and day--
 Lands of promise, all your own!

 Wide as heaven the secrecies
 You enfold: ev`n now, ev`n here,
 You presage infinities,
 While above in hope, in fear,
 My white wishes, far and near,
 Hover like the butterflies.
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