[Redbook1:211C-T][19710728][River.II.[vii]][28th
July 1971ff] 
28.7.71.[and later][continued]
River.  II.
[continued]
[vii]
*
                                                        In
my middle-age
        Youth joined
me,
        Crystal water
from the chalk:
        ‘A child on
wind-swept fields I played,
        And among the
trees I wandered:
        And I sang in
the hills;
        I grew with
the wind in my blood,
        And the rain
fed me;
        But the red
sun sank in the West,
        And chill
mists rose from the water;
        Light faded;
cold tightened;
        And love was
stifled by fellowship:
        I went,
weeping in grey lands.
      ‘Times
change: Love I found
       In the
shadows of that mound;
       Time passes:
Love I lost
       In the deep
World sharply tossed.’
*
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