SUN AND SHOWER.
She . . .
High upon the hill you slumber;
I sit watching by your side,
Coloured figures without number,
Through the checkered lowland glide.
I sit watching by your side,
Coloured figures without number,
Through the checkered lowland glide.
Far off in a shallow runnel,
Silently the brown trains pass,
Slip to earth within the tunnel,
Like a blind-worm in the grass.
Silently the brown trains pass,
Slip to earth within the tunnel,
Like a blind-worm in the grass.
Down the white road by the river
Like a hawk a quick wheel skims,
And the darting sunbeams quiver,
Flashing from its silver rims.
Like a hawk a quick wheel skims,
And the darting sunbeams quiver,
Flashing from its silver rims.
Far from trouble you are sleeping,
New-created to arise:
Watch beside you I am keeping,
Calm as Eve in Paradise.
New-created to arise:
Watch beside you I am keeping,
Calm as Eve in Paradise.
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