AT LES ÉBOULEMENTS.
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A glamour on the phantom shore
Of golden pallid green,
Gray purple in the flats before,
The river streams between.
From hazy hamlets, one by one,
Beyond the island bars,
The casements in the setting sun
Flash back in violet stars.
A brig is straining out for sea,
To Norway or to France she goes,
And all her happy flags are free,
Her sails are flushed with rose.