Frolic by George William Russell
THE CHILDREN were shouting together And racing along the sands, A glimmer of dancing shadows, A dovelike flutter of hands.
The stars were shouting in heaven, The sun was chasing the moon: The game was the same as the children’s, They danced to the self-same tune.
The whole of the world was merry, One joy from the vale to the height, Where the blue woods of twilight encircled The lovely lawns of the light.
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