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Far flickers the flight of the swallows,
The pastures are herdless and sheepless,
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BY THE NORTH SEA.
2.
Far flutters the weft of the grass
Spun dense over desolate hollows
More pale than the clouds as they pass:
Thick woven as the weft of a witch is
Round the heart of a thrall that hath sinned,
Whose youth and the wrecks of its riches
Are waifs on the wind.
3.
No pasture or shelter for herds:
The wind is relentless and sleepless,
And restless and songless the birds;
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