The Vision

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The Vision

Lo ! there she comes from afar

Her eyes tender as moonlight

Or the evening star

On a purple night

In Autumn ! See !

She is fair as a swan

Sailing at dawn

On a tree-gloomed lake

Richly and wond'rously opaque,

By water-lilies, silently!

Title
The Vision
Identifier
greatwar_kerrdaubs017
Item sets
War Daubs: Poems