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36 And. "Father," he said, "in the mart's loud din Is there aught of pleasure? Do some find joy? But his father tilted the beardless chin. And looked in the eyes of the questing boy.

Said he: "Whenever the fields are green. Lie still, where the wild rose fashions a screen. While the brown thrush calls to his love-wise mate. And know what they profit who trade with Hite." Said he: "Whenever the great skies spread. In the beckoning vastness overhead. A tent for the blue wren building a nest. Then, down in the heart of you. learn what's best."

And there came to Sym as he walked afield Deep thoughts of the world and the folk of Gosh He saw the idols to which they kneeled; He marked them cringe to the name of Splosh. "Is is meet," he asked, "that a soul should crawl To a purple robe or a gilded chair?" But his father walked to the garden's wall And stooped to a rose-bush flowering there.

Said he: "Whenever a bursting bloom Looks up to the sun, may a soul find room For a measure of awe at the wondrous birth Of one more treasure to this glad earth."