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OhO* ,‡ something just now must be happening there!
That suddenly and quiveringly here,
Amid the city's noises, I must think
Of mangoes leaning o'er the river's brink,
And dexterous Davie climbing high above,
The gold fruits ebon-speckled1 to remove,
And toss throwing* them quickly carefully* in the tangled mass
Of wis-wis2 twisted round the guinea grass lush and blue and lance-shaped grass* ;
And Cyril coming through the bramble-track
A prize With a big* bunch of bananas on his back;,*
And Georgie Aleck*—none could ever dive like him—
Throwing Getting* his scanty clothes off for a swim;,*
And schoolboys,* from Bridge-tunnel going home,
Watching the waterswater* downward dash and foam.
This is no daytime dream day-dream*, there's something in it,—*
Oh ,‡ !* something'sSomething's* happening there this very minute!