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Rh and sky are swathed in gold Fold on fold, Light glows through the trees like wine. Earth, sun-quickened, swoons for bliss Neath his kiss, Breathless in a trance divine. Nature pauses from her task, Just to bask In these lull’d transfigured hours. The green leaf nor stays nor goes, But it grows Royaler than mid-June’s flowers. Such impassioned silence fills All the hills Burning with unflickering fire— Such a blood-red splendor stains The leaves veins, Life seems one fulfilled desire. While earth, sea, and heavens shine, Heart of mine, Say, what art thou waiting for? Shall the cup ne er reach the lip, But still slip Till the life-long thirst give o’er?