The apple orchard

by Ivor Gurney

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The apple orchard
English source: William Bliss Carman

In the apple boughs the coolness
Murmurs, and the grey leaves flicker
Where sleep wanders.

In the garden all the hot noon
I await thy fluttering footfall
Through the twilight.


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