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36 Twenty-five years ago at Maple's naming It hardly could have been a two-leaved seedling The next cow might have licked up out at pasture. Could it have been another maple like it? They hovered for a moment near discovery, Figurative enough to see the symbol, But lacking faith in anything to mean The same at different times to different people. Perhaps a filial diffidence partly kept them From thinking it could be a thing so bridal. And anyway it came too late for Maple. She used her hands to cover up her eyes. "We would not see the secret if we could now: We are not looking for it any more."

Thus had a name with meaning, given in death, Made a girl's marriage, and ruled in her life. No matter that the meaning was not clear. A name with meaning could bring up a child, Taking the child out of the parents' hands. Better a meaningless name, I should say, As leaving more to nature and happy chance. Name children some names and see what you do.