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ΔΑΙΜΟΝΙΖΟΜΕΝΟΣ
You were clear as a sandy spring
After a drought, when its waters run
Evenly, sparingly, filtering
Into the eye of the sun:
After a drought, when its waters run
Evenly, sparingly, filtering
Into the eye of the sun:
Love you took with a placid smile,
Pain you bore with a hopeful sigh;
Never a thought of gain or guile
Slept in your wide blue eye.
Pain you bore with a hopeful sigh;
Never a thought of gain or guile
Slept in your wide blue eye.
Suddenly, once, at a trivial word,—
Side by side together we stept,—
Rose a tempest that swayed and stirred,
Over your soul it swept.
Side by side together we stept,—
Rose a tempest that swayed and stirred,
Over your soul it swept.
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Dismal visitants, suddenly,
Pulled the doors in your house of clay;
Out of the windows there looked at me
Something horrible, grey.
Pulled the doors in your house of clay;
Out of the windows there looked at me
Something horrible, grey.
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