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The tower of lahneck.
Over the landscape, and her straining gaze
Dropped listless downward.
Dropped listless downward. Nay! upon the path
Tracking the mountain, some one stirred beneath,
Slowly approaching! Both together leant
Over the parapet, and called aloud.
Alas! the thin, light air refused to keep
The burden of their voices. He, below,
Never looked up. But could their frantic cries
Have fathomed the deep distance, it had then
Availed them not. For it was only Kranz,
The deaf and dumb from Lahnstein, seeking flowers,
To sell them at the inn.
To sell them at the inn. They watched the twilight
As 'twere a deluge, while its flowing tides
Flooded the valleys, and crept up the front
Of the tall turret. Barge on barge had gone
Down the calm river; from the mill above
Forth came the miller, and walked loitering home
Under the mountain's shadow; peasants drove
Their cattle from the pasture; children played
In the near fields, and once a fisherman