The Wild Swans At Coole
Upon the brimming water among the stones
THE trees are in their autumn beauty,
Delight mens eyes when I awake some day
Companionable streams or climb the air;
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To find they have flown away?
Since I first made my count;
I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,
The Wild Swans At Coole
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Attend upon them still.
I saw, before I had well finished,
All suddenly mount
Upon their clamorous wings.
Alls changed since I, hearinhttps://read.99csw.comg at twilight,
Are nine-and-fifty Swans.
But now they drift on the still water,
The nineteenth autumn has come upon me
And now my heart is sore.
They paddle in the cold
The W九_九_藏_書ild Swans At Coole
Mysterious, beautiful;
The first time on this shore,
The woodland paths are dry,
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings
By what lakes edge or pool
Mirrors a stil九_九_藏_書l sky;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
The bell-beat of their wings above my head,
Under the October twilight the water
Trod with a lighter tread.
Unwearied still, lover by lover,