<h2 id="id00280" style="margin-top: 4em">THE LILY-POND</h2>
<p id="id00281">On this little pool where the sunbeams lie,<br/>
This tawny gold ring where the shadows die,<br/>
God doth enamel the blue of His sky.<br/></p>
<p id="id00282">Through the scented dark when the night wind sighs,<br/>
He mirrors His stars where the ripples rise,<br/>
Till they glitter like prisoned fireflies.<br/></p>
<p id="id00283">'Tis here that the beryl-green leaves uncurl,<br/>
And here the lilies uplift and unfurl<br/>
Their golden-lined goblets of carven pearl.<br/></p>
<p id="id00284">When the grey of the eastern sky turns pink,<br/>
Through the silver sedge at the pond's low brink<br/>
The little lone field-mouse creeps down to drink.<br/></p>
<p id="id00285">And creatures to whom only God is kind,<br/>
The loveless small things, the slow, and the blind,<br/>
Soft steal through the rushes, and comfort find.<br/></p>
<p id="id00286">Oh, restless the river, restless the sea!<br/>
Where the great ships go, and the dead men be;<br/>
The lily-pond giveth but peace to me.<br/></p>
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