. Flora . MADONNA & MASTER RABBIT As I was sweet to my nose,Green grasshoppers talking,Rose rivalling rose: And wing, like amber,Dispread in light,As from bush to bushLinnet took flight: Master Rabbit I sawIn the shadow-rimmed mouthOf his sandy cavernLooking out to the South. Twas dew-tide coming,The turf was sweetTo nostril, curved tooth,And wool-soft feet. Sun was in West,Crystal in beamOf its golden showerDid his round eye gleam. Lank horror was I,And a foe, poor soul—Snowy flit of a scut,He was into his hole : And—stamp, stamp, stamp .Through dim labyrinths clear—The
. Flora . MADONNA & MASTER RABBIT As I was sweet to my nose,Green grasshoppers talking,Rose rivalling rose: And wing, like amber,Dispread in light,As from bush to bushLinnet took flight: Master Rabbit I sawIn the shadow-rimmed mouthOf his sandy cavernLooking out to the South. Twas dew-tide coming,The turf was sweetTo nostril, curved tooth,And wool-soft feet. Sun was in West,Crystal in beamOf its golden showerDid his round eye gleam. Lank horror was I,And a foe, poor soul—Snowy flit of a scut,He was into his hole : And—stamp, stamp, stamp .Through dim labyrinths clear—The whole world darkened,A Human near. INNOCENCY In this grave picture mortal Man may see That all his knowledge ends in mystery. From mothers womb he breaks. With tortured sighs Her racked heart sweetens at his angry cries. Teaching his feet to walk, his tongue to express His infant love, she pours her tenderness. Her milk and honey he doth taste and sip; Sleeps with her kiss of kindness on his lip. But with the vigour m
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