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<h2>VIII.<br/><small>UNDERTONES AT MAGDALEN.</small></h2>
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<div class="verse">Fair are the finer creature-sounds; of these</div>
<div class="verse">Is Magdalen full: her bees, the while they drop</div>
<div class="verse">Susurrant in the garth from weeds atop;</div>
<div class="verse">And round the priestless Pulpit, auguries</div>
<div class="verse">Of wrens in council from a hundred leas;</div>
<div class="verse">And Cherwell fish in laughter fain to stop</div>
<div class="verse">The water-plantain’s way; and deer that crop</div>
<div class="verse">Delicious herbage under choral trees.</div>
<div class="verse">The cry for silver and gold in Christendom</div>
<div class="verse">Without, threads not her silence and her dark.</div>
<div class="verse">Only against the isolate Tower there break</div>
<div class="verse">Low rhythmic rumours of good men to come:</div>
<div class="verse">Invasive seas of hushed approach, that make</div>
<div class="verse">Memorial music, would the ear but hark.</div>
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