Normale Version: For Arvia: On Her Fifth Birthday
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For Arvia: On Her Fifth Birthday

You eyes, you large and all-inquiring Eyes,
That look so dubiously into me,
And are not satisfied with what you see,
Tell me the worst and let us have no lies:

Tell me the meaning of your scrutinies,
And of myself. Am I a Mystery?
Am I a Boojum – or just Company?
What do you say? What do you think, You Eyes?

You say not; but you think, beyond a doubt;
And you have the whole world to think about,
With very little time for little things.

So let it be; and let it all be fair –
For you, and for the rest who cannot share
Your gold of unrevealed awakenings.