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Dante Gabriel Rossetti - A Half-Way Pause
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The turn of noontide has begun. 
In the weak breeze the sunshine yields. 
There is a bell upon the fields. 
On the long hedgerow`s tangled run 
A low white cottage intervenes: 
Against the wall a blind man leans, 
And sways his face to have the sun. 
Our horses` hoofs stir in the road, 
Quiet and sharp. Light hath a song 
Whose silence, being heard, seems long. 
The point of noon maketh abode, 
And will not be at once gone through. 
The sky`s deep colour saddens you, 
And the heat weighs a dreamy load.
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