The Happy Encounter by Walter de la Mare
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I saw sweet Poetry turn troubled eyes On shaggy Science nosing in the grass,
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The Happy Encounter by Walter de la Mare

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I saw sweet Poetry turn troubled eyes

On shaggy Science nosing in the grass,

For by that way poor Poetry must pass

On her long pilgrimage to Paradise.

He snuffled, grunted, squealed; perplexed by flies,

Parched, weatherworn, and near of sight, alas,

From peering close where very little was

In dens secluded from the open skies.

But Poetry in bravery went down,

And called his name, soft, clear, and fearlessly;

Stooped low, and stroked his muzzle overgrown;

Refreshed his drought with dew; wiped pure and free

His eyes: and lo! laughed loud for joy to see

In those grey deeps the azure of her own.

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