| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1384. Revealed |
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| NOW, on a sudden, I know it, the secret, the secret of life. | |
| Why, the very green of the grass in the fields with betrayal is rife! | |
| The whirr of the grasshopper by the wayside proclaims it to all; | |
| ’T is unrolled as a scroll to all eyes in the curve of the waterfall. | |
| But, for me, I can only wonder at mortals,—the secret out; | 5 |
| For they see, hear, taste, smell, feel not what Heaven reveals all about. | |
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