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48 But, under a hedge, by a flowering peach, A youth with a little blue wren held speech. With his back to a tree and his feet in the grass, He watched the thistle-down drift and pass, And the cloud-puffs, borne on a lazy breeze. Move by on their errand, above the trees. Into the vault of the mysteries.

"Now, teach me, little blue wren," said he. "'Tis you can unravel this riddle for me. I am 'mazed by the gifts of this kindly earth. Which of them all has the greatest worth?" He flirted his tail as he answered then, He bobbed and he bowed to his coy little hen: "Why, sunlight and worms!" said the little blue wren.