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IN front of the sombre mountains, a faint, lost ribbon of rainbow; |
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And between us and it, the thunder; |
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And down below in the green wheat, the labourers |
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Stand like dark stumps, still in the green wheat. |
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You are near to me, and your naked feet in their sandals, |
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And through the scent of the balcony's naked timber |
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I distinguish the scent of your hair: so now the limber |
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Lightning falls from heaven. |
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Adown the pale-green glacier river floats |
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A dark boat through the gloom--and whither? |
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The thunder roars. But still we have each other! |
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The naked lightnings in the heavens dither |
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And disappear--what have we but each other? |
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The boat has gone. |
