Walking Up A Hill At Dawn

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Title:     Walking Up A Hill At Dawn
Author: Edward Powys Mathers [More Titles by Mathers]

Here is the wind in the morning;
The kind red face of God
Is looking over the hill
We are climbing.

To-morrow we are going to marry
And work and play together,
And laugh together at things
Which would not amuse our neighbours.

Song of Kafiristan.

[The end]
Edward Powys Mathers's poem: Walking Up A Hill At Dawn

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