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<h2>Lac Deschene</h2> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> O PRETTY, shallow, mimic lake! Hedged in by rushes and wild rice, Why is it that the wind can wake And make you angry in a trice? You were so peaceful and so still Before the wind crept round the hill! </div> <div class="stanza"> The roystering, mischievous wind That stooped and kissed you as you lay In sunshine steeped—all bland and kind— Then racing, went away—away To stir the languor of the wood, And make its mutterings understood. </div> <div class="stanza"> And you, O pretty, shallow lake, Must needs get ruffled and perplexed! He kissed and fled, now wide-awake You are at once, and cross, and vexed; Lift your soft arms and let them fall— There is no stillness now at all. </div> <div class="stanza"> I think the pain of it is not That it crept down to wake and kiss, And give attentions all unsought, I think the pain of it is this: On your warm breast it did not stay, It kissed, and then raced far away.{94} </div> <div class="stanza"> You are so jealous you must cry And toss about in much unrest— The rushes bend, the white gulls fly— In this wild mood I like you best. You were too peaceful, and too still Before the wind crept round the hill. </div> </div></div> <ANTIMG src="images/deco.png" width-obs="25" alt="[Decorative image unavailable.]" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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