Page:General William Booth enters into Heaven, and other poems.djvu/92

76 "There's a sky within the west&mdash; There's a sky beyond the skies Where only one star shines&mdash; The Star of Laughing Bells&mdash; In Chaos-land it lies; Cold as morning-dew, A gray and tiny boat Moored on Chaos-shore, Where nothing else can float But the Wings of the Morning strong And the lilt of laughing song From many a ruddy throat:

"For the Tree of Laughing Bells Grew from a bleeding seed Planted mid enchantment Played on a harp and reed: Darkness was the harp&mdash; Chaos-wind the reed; The fruit of the tree is a bell, blood-red&mdash; The seed was the heart of a fairy, dead. Part of the bells of the Laughing Tree Fell to-day at a blast from the reed. Bring a fallen bell to me. Go !" the maiden said. "For the bell will quench our memory, Our hope,