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/ Thin, chisel-fine a cricket chipped / The crystal silence into sound; / And where the branches dreamed and dripped / A grasshopper its dagger stripped / And on the humming darkness ground.
/ A bat, against the gibbous moon, / Danced, implike, with its lone delight; / The glowworm scrawled a golden rune / Upon the dark; and, emerald-strewn, / The firefly hung with lamps the night.
/ The flowers said their beads in prayer, / Dew-syllables of sighed perfume; / Or talked of two, soft-standing there, / One like a gladiole, straight and fair, / And one like some rich poppy-bloom.
/ The mignonette and feverfew / Laid their pale brows together: -- "See! " / One whispered: "Did their step thrill through / Your roots? " -- "Like rain. " -- "I touched the two / And a new bud was born in me."
/ One rose said to another: -- "Whose / Is this dim music? song, that parts / My crimson petals like the dews? " / "My blossom trembles with sweet news -- / It is the love of two young hearts. "