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Musing on the Scene below Me
How lovely to spend time On a hillock overlooking the bay! The ruddy sun just warms enough, So I’ll enjoy my perfect day. The sea is not perfectly calm. Waves roll towards the beach, What are they whispering to the sand? What thoughts I wish I could reach? There on the other side of the lake shore, I spy a fascinating pristine vale White beeches cover most of the land, Except for a cottage that stands in the dale. It is the place I want to go So I take a leisurely walk Ignoring the restless harbour bars Avoiding friends who would want to talk. The air is fresh in the awesome vale, I watch a hawk attack a sparrow, But my mind is on the cottage, As I wend my way though it is narrow. She must have sensed I was so near, As she comes out and there we kiss. I hear the dulcet sounds of mellow tunes Euphoria reaches its peak, my mind in a mist. Inside the cottage lavender perfumed, She brings me the delicacy of an ambrosial repast. Satiated we rest on a soft sofa My dearest love reaches its peak at last.
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