We see them not—we cannot hear The music of their wing— Yet know we that they sojourn near, The Angels of the spring!They glide along this lovely gro… - Robert Stephen Hawker

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We see them not—we cannot hear The music of their wing—
Yet know we that they sojourn near, The Angels of the spring!They glide along this lovely ground When the first violet grows;
Their graceful hands have just unbound The zone of yonder rose.I gather it for thy dear breast, From stain and shadow free:
That which an Angel’s touch hath blest Is meet, my love, for thee!

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About Robert Stephen Hawker

Robert Stephen Hawker (3 December 1803 – 15 August 1875) was a British Anglican priest, poet, antiquarian and reputed eccentric, known to his parishioners as Parson Hawker.

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Alternative Names: Robert S. Hawker
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They rear’d their lodges in the wilderness,
Or built them cells beside the shadowy sea,
And there they dwelt with angels, like a dream!
So they unroll’d the Volume of the Book
And fill’d the fields of the Evangelist With thoughts as sweet as flowers.

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