| 1ST STRANGER. | WHO walks with us on the hills? | | | 2ND STRANGER. | I cannot see for the mist. | | | 3RD STRANGER. | Running water I hear, | | Keeping lugubrious tryst | | With its cresses and grasses and weeds, | | In the white obscure light from the sky. | | | 2ND STRANGER. | Who walks with us on the hills? | | | WILD BIRD. | Ay!... Aye!... Ay!... |
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