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All day long the sky was cloudless, / Life was waiting for a breath, / And the heat was more oppressive / Than the fear of sudden death; / All day long the sun was shining / In a hot and windless sky, / And the trees were weak for water -- / Earth and air were dead and dry.
But e'er Night her wings had folded / Came a welcome western breeze, / Moving idly through the forest, / Prophesying to the trees, / Till above that dim horizon / Giant clouds like warring foes / Marshalled far in battle numbers / As the wild winds wilder rose.