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IT pleased her to step in front and sit / Where the cragged slope was green, / While I stood back that I might pencil it / With her amid the scene; / Till it gloomed and rained; / But I kept on, despite the drifting wet / That fell and stained / My draught, leaving for curious quizzings yet / The blots engrained.
And thus I drew her there alone, / Seated amid the gauze / Of moisture, hooded, only her outline shown, / With rainfall marked across. / -Soon passed our stay; / Yet her rainy form is the Genius still of the spot, / Immutable, yea, / Though the place now knows her no more, and has known her not / Ever since that day.
_From an old note_.