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Rain In The Mountains

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The Valley's full of misty cloud,     Its tinted beauty drowning,     The Eucalypti roar aloud,     The mountain fronts are frowning.     The mist is hanging like a pall     From many granite ledges,     And many a little waterfall     Starts oer the valleys edges.     The sky is of a leaden grey,     Save where the north is surly,     The driven daylight speeds away,     And night comes oer us early.     But, love, the rain will pass full soon,     Far sooner than my sorrow,     And in a golden afternoon     The sun may set to-morrow.

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