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First Line: O earth! Thou hast not any wind that blows
Last Line: The fringes of the sunsets and the hills.
Variant Title(s): The Word;symbolisms: Sonnet 3;the Ever-present Spirit
Subject(s): Animals; Religion; Theology


O EARTH! thou hast not any wind that blows
Which is not music; every weed of thine
Pressed rightly flows in aromatic wine;
And every humble hedgerow flower that grows,
And every little brown bird that doth sing,
Hath something greater than itself, and bears
A living Word to every living thing,
Albeit it hold the Message unawares.
All shapes and sounds have something which is not
Of them: a Spirit broods amid the grass;
Vague outlines of the Everlasting Thought
Lie in the melting shadows as they pass;
The touch of an Eternal Presence thrills
The fringes of the sunsets and the hills.





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