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Of old, with goodwill from the skies, / The holy angels came; / They walked the earth with human eyes, / And passed away in flame.
But now the angels are withdrawn, / Because the flowers can speak; / With Christ, we see the dayspring dawn / In every snowdrop meek.
God sends them forth; to God they tend; / Not less with love they burn, / That to the earth they lowly bend, / And unto dust return.
No miracle in them hath place, / For this world is their home; / An utterance of essential grace / The angel-snowdrops come.