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THROUGH many days and many days / The seed of love lay hidden close; / We walked the dusty tiresome ways / Where never a leaf or blossom grows.
And in the darkness, all the while, / The little seed its heart uncurled, / And we by many a weary mile / Travelled towards it, round the world.
To the hid centre of the maze / At last we came, and there we found -- / O happy day, O day of days! / -- Twin seed-leaves breaking holy ground.
We dropped life's joys, a garnered sheaf, / And spell-bound watched, still hour by hour, / Magic on magic, leaf by leaf, / The unfolding of our love's white flower.