Out from a warmth of home-content
Its voiced uplift of breathing
Light's bearable gold swung open to.
Air's bearable glee, seethed in.
Mothered of a love, or of love
Holds as one to one promise
World-pushed, they do fall securely
The child; and that, in groom-guise.
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