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SEED-THOUGHTS. |
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SEED-THOUGHTS.
A seed-thought falls into the mind, and we
Would make the thing available in song.
Not yet: 'twill not be forced: but let it be—
Its time will come ere long.
Would make the thing available in song.
Not yet: 'twill not be forced: but let it be—
Its time will come ere long.
And never fear but that the nursing soil,
Without our conscious aid will keep it warm,
Until creative art, with little toil,
May breathe it into form.
Without our conscious aid will keep it warm,
Until creative art, with little toil,
May breathe it into form.
For in the mind are many unknown powers,
Which re-create the seed that seems to rot,
And many rays of soul, and spirit-showers,
From heaven, that feed our thought.
Which re-create the seed that seems to rot,
And many rays of soul, and spirit-showers,
From heaven, that feed our thought.
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