<h2 id="id00250" style="margin-top: 4em">THE DAISY</h2>
<p id="id00251">An angel found a daisy where it lay<br/>
On Heaven's highroad of transparent gold,<br/>
And, turning to one near, he said, "I pray,<br/>
Tell me what manner of strange bloom I hold.<br/>
You came a long, long way—perchance you know<br/>
In what far country such fair flowers blow?"<br/></p>
<p id="id00252">Then spoke the other: "Turn thy radiant face<br/>
And gaze with me down purple depth of space.<br/>
See, where the stars lie spilled upon the night,<br/>
Like amber beads that hold a yellow light.<br/>
Note one that burns with faint yet steady glow;<br/>
It is the Earth—and there these blossoms grow.<br/>
Some little child from that dear, distant land<br/>
Hath borne this hither in his dimpled hand."<br/></p>
<p id="id00253">Still gazed he down. "Ah, friend," he said, "I, too,<br/>
Oft crossed the fields at home where daisies grew."<br/></p>
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