Flame and Shadow by Sara Teasdale
page 66 of 79 (83%)
page 66 of 79 (83%)
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The rest of the way will be only going down.
XI Summer Storm The panther wind Leaps out of the night, The snake of lightning Is twisting and white, The lion of thunder Roars -- and we Sit still and content Under a tree -- We have met fate together And love and pain, Why should we fear The wrath of the rain! |
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