And I know, while thus the quiet-coloured eve       Smiles to…

And I know, while thus the quiet-coloured eve
       Smiles to leave
 To their folding, all our many-tinkling fleece
       In such peace,
 And the slopes and rills in undistinguished grey
       Melt away--
 That a girl with eager eyes and yellow hair
       Waits me there
 In the turret whence the charioteers caught soul
       For the goal,
 When the king looked, where she looks now, breathless, dumb
       Till I come.

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