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MOMENT by JOHN TODHUNTER

First Line: WAS THAT THE WIND?' SHE SAID
'Was that the wind?' she said
And turned her head
To where, on a green bank, the primrose flowers
Seemed with new beauty suddenly endowed,
As though they gazed out of their mortal cloud
On things unseen, communing with strange powers.


Then upon that green place
Fell a new grace,
As when a sun-gleam visits a drop of dew,
And every drop shines like a mystic gem,
Set in the front of morning's diadem,
With hues more tender than e'er a diamond knew.


And something seemed to pass -
As through the grass
The presence of the gentlest wind will go -
Delicately through her bosom and her hair,
Till, with delight, she found herself more fair,
And her heart sang, unutterably low.




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