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Water ruffled and speckled by galloping wind / Which puffs and spurts it into tiny pashing breakers / Dashed with lemon-yellow afternoon sunlight.
The shining of the sun upon the water / Is like a scattering of gold crocus-petals / In a long wavering irregular flight.
The water is cold to the eye / As the wind to the cheek.
In the budding chestnuts / Whose sticky buds glimmer and are half-burst open / The starlings make their clitter-clatter; / And the blackbirds in the grass / Are getting as fat as the pigeons.
Too-hoo, this is brave; / Even the cold wind is seeking a new mistress.