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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp.  The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse.  1922.
The Lilies of the Field
By M. Compton Mackenzie (1883–1972)
To F. L. U.

THY soul is not enchanted by the moon;
  No influential comet draws thy mind
  To steeps intolerable where all behind
Is dark, and many ruin’d stars are strewn.
But thou, contented, canst enthrall the tune        5
  That haunts each wood and every singing wind;
  Thou, fortunate philosopher, canst find
The dreams of Earth in every drowsy noon.
Match not thy soul against the seraphim:
  They are no more than moths blown to and fro        10
    About the tempest of the eternal Will.
Rest undismay’d in field and forest dim
  And, childlike, on some morning thou shalt know
  The certain faith of a March daffodil.

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