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THE MEDITATION OF A LOVER
AT DAYBREAK

I CAN JUST SEE the distant trees
And I wonder whether they will
Or will not
Bow their tall plumes at your passing
In the carriage of the morning wind:

Or whether they will merely
Tremble against the cold dawnlight,
Shaking a yellow leaf
to the dew-wet earth.