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he Summer dawn's reflected hueTo purple changed Loch Katrine blue;Mildly and soft the western breezeJust kissed the lake, just stirred the trees,And the pleased lake, like maiden coy,Trembled but dimpled not for joyThe mountain-shadows on her breastWere neither broken nor at rest;In bright uncertainty they lie,Like future joys to Fancy's eye.The water-lily to the lightHer chalice reared of silver bright;The doe awoke, and to the lawn,Begemmed with dew-drops, led her fawn;The gray mist left the mountain-side,The torrent showed its glistening pride;Invisible in flecked sky The lark sent clown her revelry:The blackbird and the speckled thrushGood-morrow gave from brake and bush;In answer cooed the cushat doveHer notes of peace and rest and love.
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