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RIVER SONG
ОглавлениеOne day I would be glad
And with all quiet be
Except your cadenced murmur
Beside the willow-tree.
One day I would be glad
With fields of king-cup gold:
One day of dancing water
Below the cuckoo-fold.
One day I would be glad
With crowned vermilion kings
Whose scarves are lilies blowing
Where youth for ever sings.
One day I would be glad
With Oxford's poplared grace:
One day with love between us
And then—to lose your face.
