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lovely things that I have watched unthinking, Unknowing, day by day, That their soft dyes had steeped my soul in colour That will not pass away:—

Great saffron sunset clouds, and larkspur mountains, And fenceless miles of plain, And hillsides golden-green in that unearthly Clear shining after rain;

And nights of blue and pearl; and long smooth beaches, Yellow as sunburnt wheat, Edged with a line of foam that creams and hisses, Enticing weary feet;