Hcs 7 'Which Bless the Kings and Glow Which Each King Sees'
SEVEN
Which? …bless the kings, and glow (which each King sees?)
Why, streams of honeybees, and butterflies!
And why does every traveler stroll with ease,
And happy puppies run over the rise?
‘Tis She! Who brings these gifts, of ether formed…
Provacateur of Peace, She smiles, and glades
Of lilies then appear, ivy adorns
The oaks, and th’earth has never felt a spade!
Each blade of grass, or flower, grows to please her!
The ducklings and the fairies, her adore,
Each time a jolt of laughter seems to seize her,
The trees all bloom, folk clap, and then make more
(Laughter, I mean) it rings, floats on the breeze,
And tears of Joy – enough to fill up seas!
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