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Into the mellow light of the cloudless autumn day, / Somehow, the vision slips, of a landscape, far away, / Wherever I turn my eyes, it hovers before them still, / The little, vine-wreathed cot, on the southerly slope of the hill,
The pasture at the left, the ducks a-swim in the pond, / And the straight, green rows of corn, with the wheat fields just beyond, / The sloping lawn on the right, that is always seeming to say / To the lake that lies below, "I will meet you just half way."