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The Little Harebell

by Anonymous

"Tell me, little harebell,
Are you lonely here.
Blooming in the shadow
On this rock so drear?"

"Clinging to this bit of earth,
As if in mid-air,
With your sweet face turned to me,
Looking strangely fair?"

"Lady" said the harebell,
Nodding low its head,
"Though this spot seem dreary,
Thought the sunlight's fled.

"Know that I'm not lonely
That I ne'er despair.
God is in the shadow
God is everywhere."