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THE GOLDEN TOUCH
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The amber dust of sunset fills
The limits of my narrow room,
And every sterile shadow thrills
To golden hope,to golden bloom.
II
Sweet through the splendour,shrill and sweet,
Somewhere a nieghbouring cage-bird sings,
Sings of the Spring in this grey street
While golden glories gild his wings.
III
Clothed with the sun he breaks to song--
In vague remembrance,deep delight--
Of dim green worlds,forsaken long,
Of leaf-hung dawn and dewy night.
IV
My prisoning bars,transfigured too,
Fade with the day,forsworn,forgot--
Melt in a golden mist--and you
Are here,although you know it not.
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