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Within the water, yonder spray Of rosy mallow flowers Turns faint and pale, till not more gray The cloudy heaven lowers. WITHIN THE WANDER YONDER SPRAY OF ROSY MALLOW FLOWERS TURNS FAINT AND PALE TILL NOT MORE GREY THE CLOUDY HEAVEN LOWERS
 the days that are, The changes fixed for sun and star, The moons that yet must wax and wane; Thus evermore With fresh impatience, o’er and o’er, I count the hours;—yet still am fain To tell them over once again. O hasten, hasten, autumn days! Sear swift this dewy, summer green! I am grown weary with delays; Speed! Speed! Bring bitter winds and chill, nor heed The mellow sweets between! What if the dead leaves strew the ways, And southward all the songs take wing? Despite all cheerless frosts that be, My eager heart awaits the spring, So knowing she will surely bring The birds and May to me. _RAIN ON THE RIVER_ The skies are gray, where far and wide, Beyond the water-willows, The marshes spread their emerald tide Of blossom-crested billows. And on the vague horizon’s rim, In vaporous purple masses, The distant woods show soft and dim Across the lush, green grasses. An east wind stirs the ivory balls Upon the button-bushes; And hark! a hidden rain-bird calls From out the blowing rushes.  RAIN ON THE RIVER BY EVELEEN STEYNE RED FOR A BLEAVER VAST DOT ORG BY DEB KAY THE SKIES ARE GREY WHERE FAR AND WIDE BEYOND THE WATER WILLOWS THE MARSHES SPREAD THEIR EMERALD TIDE OF BLOSSOM CRESTED BILLOWS AND ON THE VAGUE HORIZON'S RIM IN VAPOROUS PURPLE MASSES THE DISTANT WOODS SHOW SOFT AND DIM ACROSS THE LUSH GREEN GRASSES ON EAST WIND STIRS THE IVORY BALLS UPON THE BUTTON BUSHES AND HARK A HIDDEN RAINBIRD CALLS FROM OUT THE BLOWING RUSHES
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