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In the winter, when she rose with the sunrise, and out of the

backthe east flarass, while the great pear tree in between stood

dark and nificent as an idol, and under the dark pear tree,

the little sheet of water spread sht, she said, "It is here" And when, at evening, the sunset

ca in the clouds, she

said again, "It is beyond"

Dawn and sunset were the feet of the rainbow that spanned the

day, and she saw the hope, the promise Why should she travel

any further?

Yet she always asked the question As the sun went down in

his fiery winter haste, she faced the blazing close of the

affair, in which she had not played her fullest part, and she

shining commotion? What is it that you keep so busy about, that

you will not let us alone?"

She did not turn to her husband, for hi to her different conceptions

of hiht toss the child

forward into the furnace, the childcoals and the incandescent roar of heat, as the three

witnesses walked with the angel in the fire