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WIND AND CLOUD.

Gliding for ever by woodland and stream
O'er the far forest-gloom and shadow,
Spirit, or Motion—whate'er thou seem—
How do I know that thou dost not dream
By thyself in the moonlit meadow?
Sliding alone through the dim-lit grove,
Or held in the hair of the willow,
How do I know thou dost not love
The fleecy cloudlet floating above,
Asleep on thy breast as a pillow?
Cloudlet, fleeting beneath the moon,
So white from the Western Ocean,
Lovest thou not the whispered tune

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That He, thy Companion, late and soon,
Murmurs with myriad emotion?
As, far below, o'er the tufted lawn
Dead leaves before him are driven;
While thou art wafted, from dusk to dawn,
In a veil of tender light withdrawn
Amid the stars of heaven.