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As the cloud dispersed,
Came anew the light
To my heart; as erst,
The choir was bright.
I thought of her
I had looked upon.
And we two were
Forever one.
It was a greeting from Salem ta’en—
Each golden ray
That found its way
Through the elms that shaded the dusky pane.
And long, Father Lundström seemed to me
A master who had no peer,
For the world of radiant beauty, he
Had wrought in that woodcut dear.
And what I found, many
A later day.
In blessed Giovanni
Of Fiesole,
Before had been known to me
In the vignette
Old Lundström had shown to me,
While I was yet
A boy. What I felt by the old man’s grave,
Comes to me now—
O friend, be thou
Thanked, for the gift thy hand once gave!
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