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To one kneeling down no word came,Only the wind’ s song, saddening the lipsOf the grave saints, rigid in glass;Or the dry whisper of unseen wings,Bats not angels, in the high roof. Was he balked by silence? He kneeled longAnd saw love in a dark crownOf thorns blazing, and a winter treeGolden with fruit ofContinue reading “In a Country Church”