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In shining masses o'er him. Wild refrains Of piteous croonings and of vague despair Crept to her lips, then died away, unsung, Hiding their tunes, her shattered dreams among. * * * * * Jan Rissik trekked him homeward. Half a day To Cellier's farmstead more. The patient team Of oxen, plodding slowly on their way, Bent to the nekstrop. Huick! a thin sharp gleam Of curling whip flicked at the leader, clean, Sure as a rapier thrust, and long and lean. The voorlooper strode on ahead. The boys Marched to the rhythm of a sing-song chaunt To ease their work. The wagon's lumbering noise, The cheering of the oxen, stormed the haunt Of nature. 'Neath the awning, broad and square Sat Rissik's vrouw, worn with maternal care. Her children nestled round her. Two hours yet! The Dutchman whistled as he jogged along In leisured haste. He licked his thick lips wet To loose his tune. A heavy winging throng Of gorging vultures, black as devil's brood, Rose swearing on the air, with protests crude. Some rotting beast! Jan Rissik raised his eyes To watch the swart aasvogel[B] in their flight, Cracking his whip to dissipate the flies That swarmed in thousands. Pestilential! Right Where his oxen wended, straight in front! He clambered from his seat with angry grunt, And pious prayer politely blended, sure The Powers above would note the quoted text, Nor heed the fact that while he prayed, he swore! His keen eyes swept the veld, grave and perplexed. Two mules strayed fettered by the reim, outspanned, A cart unhitched, stuck in the khaki sand. Jan pulled his slouch hat down, and stroked his beard. The harsh birds croaked, the dingy clotted brown That stained the earth confirmed the tale he feared. A woman in the burning dust stooped down Over a crumpled figure; and a sheen Of golden tresses veiled it, like a screen. She rocked her too and fro, a little breath That might be song, or might be strangled word Broke from her now and then; but only death Lay in her arms and answered not, nor heard. "Come away, come away, Come, come, come away, For the moon, for the moon Made a shroud in the day. Come away, come away, come, _come_, the moon, The
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