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Minous, grey like steel. From fields far off whose watery hollows gleam,
Aye with blown throats that make the long hours sweet, The sleepless
toads are murmuring in their dream. PERSONALITY O differing human heart,
Why is it that I tremble when thine eyes, Thy human eyes and beautiful
human speech, Draw me, and stir within my soul That subtle ineradicable
longing For tender comradeship? It is because I cannot all at once,
Through the half-lights and phantom-haunted mists That separate and
enshroud us life from life, Discern the nearness or the strangeness of
thy paths Nor plumb thy depths. I am like one that comes alone at night
To a strange stream, and by an unknown ford Stands, and for a moment
yearns and shrinks, Being ignorant of the water, though so quiet it is,
So softly murmurous, So silvered by the familiar moon. TO MY DAUGHTER O
little one, daughter, my dearest, With your smiles and your beautiful
curls, And your laughter, the brightest and clearest, O gravest and
gayest of girls; With your hands that are softer than roses, And your
lips that are lighter than flow