Poems (Mary Coleridge)/Poem 139

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CXXXIX TWO HEAVENS
Fair, O Nature, thy fulfilling! Man may never match thee there.Nay—for his achievement, killing Flowery promise, works despair.
Flower and fruit to thee are given, Autumn fair as Spring in birth.Thou revealest Heaven from Heaven; Man in Heaven discovers earth.
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