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While the cuckoos in the fields did shout - Rose Macaulay "Trinity Sunday"

The wild things from without passed through - Rose Macaulay "Trinity Sunday"

Thin veils, woven of thought - Rose Macaulay "Trinity Sunday"

Thought, breaking, rends them in twain - Rose Macaulay "Trinity Sunday"

And I saw the world's naked face - Rose Macaulay "Trinity Sunday"

Drifted back within the bounds of space - Rose Macaulay "Trinity Sunday"

All of honey and milk the air is - Rose Macaulay "Trinity Sunday"


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