[Written for the Sentinel.]

ENVISIONED

Have you seen the vision? he questioned while at play,And his mates in maddest merriment deserted him straightway,But an elder one returning stroked his silky hairAnd whispered, I have seen it, dear, and oh, 'twas wondrous fair!

Have you seen the vision? he queried still at school.The rougher boys avoiding him surnamed him folly's fool.But a lad of gentle lineage in secret came by nightAnd said, I've seen the vision and it blessed with peace and might.

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