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Robert Laurence Binyon - A Secret Place
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O my peace, O well
 So deep no thought could sound it,
 Whence arose thy spell
 When in my heart I found it?

 Like a coral isle
 That long silent grew
 From deepest deeps, the while
 Slept or stormed the blue,

 Emerging to enfold
 Peace answering the skies,
 And ringed with rock, where rolled
 All day the white surge cries,

 Till from isles unknown
 Far on spicy air
 Seeds in secret blown
 Sprang to beauty there.

 O my love, my sky,
 That with soft breath broughtest
 Bloom that cannot die,
 Of my life thou wroughtest

 Such an isle that rings
 A peace within so dear,
 Howe`er the strong world flings,
 Without, his surges drear,

 To my heart, whose core
 Thy love in joy entrances,
 Like music the world`s baffled roar
 Only this peace enhances.
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