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A SONG IN SEASON.

If no breath of his burn through them,
Joy must borrow
Song from sorrow,
Fear teach hope the way to woo them.

xvi.


Grief has measures
Soft as pleasure's,
Fear has moods that hope lies deep in,
Songs to sing him,
Dreams to bring him,
And a red‑rose bed to sleep in.

xvii.

Hope with fearless

Looks and tearless
Lies and laughs too near the thunder;
Fear hath sweeter
Speech and meeter
For heart's love to hide him under.

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