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THE MILL

By Detlev von Liliencron

Translated by Sasha Best

Yonder the mill at the edge of the sky
Sharply outlined 'gainst the gray wall high,
Turns evermore, turns evermore.

Beyond this mill at the edge of the horizon,
Another mill, without outline, well-known,
Turns evermore, turns evermore.

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