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Rh The spirits of earth were there Thronging the shadowed air, Serving among the lilies In an ecstasy of prayer.

Their speech I could not tell; But the sap in each green cell, And the pure initiate petals, They knew that language well.

I felt the soul of the trees— Of the white, eternal seas— Of the flickering bats and night-moths And my own soul kin to these.

And a spell came out of space From the light of its starry place, And I saw in the deep of my heart The image of God's face.