In the air
There is a humming-top
That slowly hums
And breaks the silence.
In the air to-night
There is a whiff of salt
Coming from the restless sea
And a humming
That breaks the silence.
A coppice small of olden trees
Watched down
And dreamed and dreamed:
The sea below shone silvery
And the moon smiled.
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