<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</SPAN></span></p>
<h3><SPAN name="III" id="III"></SPAN>III</h3>
<h3><i>As a Pale Child</i></h3>
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<span class="i0">As a pale child, hemmed in by windy rain,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Patiently turns to touch his well-known toys,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Playing as children play who make no noise,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Yet happy in a way; then sighs again,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">To watch the world across the storm-dim pane,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And sees with wistful eyes glad girls and boys<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Who romp beneath the rain’s unlicensed joys,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And feels wild longings sweep his gentle brain.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">So I, contented with my flowers for stars,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Stroll in my fair, walled garden happily,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Knowing no gladder game till, shrill and sweet,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">I hear life’s cry ring down the silent street,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And press my face against the sunlit bars<br/></span>
<span class="i2">To watch the joyous spirits who are free.<br/></span></div>
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