Walking in the sky,
A man in strange black garb
Encountered a radiant form.
Then his steps were eager;
Bowed he devoutly.
"My Lord," said he.
But the spirit knew him not.
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by Patience Worth
Earth, thou ancient cradle, rocking Creation!
Earth, old mother of man, man whose lips
Have pressed thy breast since Time.
Earth, reproachless, ope-armed mother!