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“Where wert thou, O my son, last
night— where wert thou
yester-even ?

Hadst thou a quarrel with the stars,
or with the moon in heaven?

Or with Orion didst thou strive,
though we be friends to-
gether ?”

“‘T had no quarrel with the stars, or
with the moon, O mother,

Nor did I with Orion strive, since ye
be friends together ;

But all last even, all last night, a strong
watch I was keeping,

A watch around a golden child, in a
silver cradle sleeping.”