And deep boughs trill with mango-birds,
On the spring flood of last night\'s rain
The ferry-boat moves as though someone were poling
...Spring passes.... Far down the river now, I find you alone under falling petals.
Where tender grasses rim the stream
And deep boughs trill with mango-birds, On the spring flood of last night\'s rain The ferry-boat moves as though someone were poling
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