European Elegies/Spring/Clouds of silver
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70.CLOUDS OF SILVER
Clouds of silver, clouds of silverRide and race and soarOn beyond the blue horizonAnd return no more.
Fair they flash and gleam and glitter,Laughing in the light,And behind far golden portalsVanish from the sight.
So bright days of perfect pleasurePass and disappear,Leaving the cold hail of sorrowTo its task austere.
From the Finnish of Lauri Pohjanpää.