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SWALLOWS travel to and fro, / And the great winds come and go, / And the steady breezes blow, / Bearing perfume, bearing love.
Breezes hasten, swallows fly, / Towered clouds forever ply, / And at noonday, you and I / See the same sunshine above.
Dew and rain fall everywhere, / Harvests ripen, flowers are fair, / And the whole round earth is bare / To the moonshine and the sun; / And the live air, fanned with wings, / Bright with breeze and sunshine, brings / Into contact distant things, / And makes all the countries one.
Let us wander where we will, / Something kindred greets us still; / Something seen on vale or hill / Falls familiar on the heart; / So, at scent or sound or sight, / Severed souls by day and night / Tremble with the same delight- / Tremble, half the world apart.