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Sunday up the River.
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Our Mother lies in siesta now,
And we listen to her breathings here;
(They babble, babble all they know:)
And we learn all the thoughts hid under her brow,
All her heart's deep dreams of the happy year:
(Gossiping softly, whispering low.)

XIV.

Those azure, azure eyes

Gaze on me with their love;
And I am lost in dream,
And cannot speak or move.

Those azure, azure eyes
Stay with me when we part;
A sea of azure thoughts
Overfloods my heart.[1]

  1. ↑ "Mit deinen blauen Augen
    Siehst du mich lieblich an;
    Da ward mir so träumend zu Sinne
    Dass ich nicht sprechen kann .

    "An deine blauen Augen
    Gedenk' ich allerwärts;—
    Ein Meer von blauen Gedanken
    Ergiesst sich über mein Herz. "—Heine.
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