After Rain
A scent of fresh wet mould pervades the air,
Pale gleams of sunset linger everywhere,
And cold white mists around the river rise
Up from the low damp meadows to the skies,
So, fading into dusk the daylight dies.
Pale gleams of sunset linger everywhere,
And cold white mists around the river rise
Up from the low damp meadows to the skies,
So, fading into dusk the daylight dies.
The wind sighs out its sorrows to the trees,
The ashen sky is frothed like wintry seas,
And not one star swings wide her casement yet
Although the wintry sun has long since set
And Darkness and her sister Sleep have met.
The ashen sky is frothed like wintry seas,
And not one star swings wide her casement yet
Although the wintry sun has long since set
And Darkness and her sister Sleep have met.
The Moon has swathed her silver face in wide.
Soft webs of wandering cloud: she strives to hide
Soft webs of wandering cloud: she strives to hide
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