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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume I. Of Home: of Friendship.  1904.
 
Poems of Home: I. About Children
Seven Times One
Jean Ingelow (1820–1897)
 
THERE’S no dew left on the daisies and clover,
    There’s no rain left in heaven.
I ’ve said my “seven times” over and over,—
    Seven times one are seven.
 
I am old,—so old I can write a letter;        5
    My birthday lessons are done.
The lambs play always,—they know no better;
    They are only one times one.
 
O Moon! in the night I have seen you sailing
    And shining so round and low.        10
You were bright—ah, bright—but your light is failing;
    You are nothing now but a bow.
 
You Moon! have you done something wrong in heaven,
    That God has hidden your face?
I hope, if you have, you will soon be forgiven,        15
    And shine again in your place.
 
O velvet Bee! you ’re a dusty fellow,—
    You ’ve powdered your legs with gold.
O brave marsh Mary-buds, rich and yellow,
    Give me your money to hold!        20
 
O Columbine! open your folded wrapper,
    Where two twin turtle-doves dwell!
O Cuckoo-pint! toll me the purple clapper
    That hangs in your clear green bell!
 
And show me your nest with the young ones in it,—        25
    I will not steal them away;
I am old! you may trust me, linnet, linnet!
    I am seven times one to-day.
 
 
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