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Oho! for the warmth and splendor of the mid-day sun; for the dance

and flurry of leafy shadows on the sward; for stilly wayside pools

whose waters, deep and dark in the shade of overhanging boughs, are

yet dappled here and there with glory; fortheir stony beds; for darkling copse and sunny

upland,--oho! for youth and life and the joy of it

To the eyes of Barnabas, the beauty of the world about him served

only to remind him of the beauty of her as compounded of all

things beautiful,--the One and Only Wo corn, whose eyes were deep and blue as the infinite

heaven, whose lips were red as the poppies that bloomed beside the

way, and whose body ith youth, and soft and white as the

billowy clouds above

Thus on galloped Barnabas with the dust behind and the white road

before, and with never a thought of London, or its wonders, or the

gathering shadow

It ell past noon when he beheld a certain lonely church where

-place of

those that sleep awhile And here, beside the weather-worn porch,

were the stocks, that "place of thought" where Viscount Devenhalance, a s down the hill towards where the

village nestled in the valley Before the inn he disiven various directions to