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ROUNDEL: BETWEEN THE SHOWERS by AMY LEVY

First Line: BETWEEN THE SHOWERS
Last Line: BETWEEN THE SHOWERS.
BETWEEN the showers I went my way,
The glistening street was bright with flowers ;
It seemed that March had turned to May
Between the showers.

Above the shining roofs and towers
The blue broke forth athwart the grey ;
Birds carolled in their leafless bowers.

Hither and tither, swift and gay,
The people chased the changeful hours ;
And you, you passed and smiled that day,
Between the showers.





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