In the summer's day, as setting sun sank deep,
And grassy earth beneath the heavens lay,
While zephyr's swept the fields, a lovely sweep
Over ripened grain, where summer birds did play.
The stream, a gleaming mirror, by meadows ran,
Its waters sang over pebbles shining clear,
And then I enraptured by this tranquil span,
Gazed upon the scene, so serene, so dear.
Yet lo, as dusk did stretch her silver veil,
Between eden and earth, zephyr's grew still,
Love whispered softly in the solemn dale.
Two hearts beat as one, with a shared will.
They walked hand in hand in close harmony
Toward the nearby village in the rising moon.
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