Assault

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I.

I had forgotton how the frogs must sound how the frogs must sound

After a year of silence, else I think

I should not so have ventured forth alone

At dusk along the unfrequented road.

II.

I am waylaid by Beauty. Who will walk

Between me and the crying frogs?

Oh, savage Beauty, suffer me to pass,

That I am a timid woman, on her way

From one house to another!