John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб)
Clover
LITTLE masters, hat in hand Let me in your presence stand, Till your silence solve for me This your threefold mystery. Tell me--for I long to know-- How, in darkness there below, Was your fairy fabric spun, Spread and fashioned, three in one. Did your gossips gold and blue, Sky and Sunshine, choose for you, Ere your triple forms were seen, Suited liveries of green? Can ye,--if ye dwelt indeed Captives of a prison seed,-- Like the Genie, once again, Get you back into the grain? Little masters, may I stand In your presence, hat in hand Waiting till you solve for me This your threefold mystery?
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