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1828–1909

MOTHER TO BABE

George Meredith

Fleck of sky you are, Dropped through branches dark, O my little one, mine! Promise of the star,

Outpour of the lark; Beam and song divine. See this precious gift, Steeping in new birth

All my being, for sign Earth to heaven can lift, Heaven descend on earth, Both in one be mine!

Life in light you glass When you peep and coo, You, my little one, mine! Brooklet chirps to grass,

Daisy looks in dew Up to dear sunshine.

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