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I begin through the grass once again to be bound to the Lord; / I can see, through a face that has faded, the face full of rest / Of the Earth, of the Mother, my heart with her heart in accord: / As I lie mid the cool green tresses that mantle her breast / I begin with the grass once again to be bound to the Lord.
By the hand of a child I am led to the throne of the King, / For a touch that now fevers me not is forgotten and far, / And His infinite sceptred hands that sway us can bring / Me in dreams from the laugh of a child to the song of a star.