To
E. J. C.
Here, Summer lingering, loiter I
When I, with Summer, should be gone …
Where only London lights the sky
I go, and with me journeys “Swann”
Whose pages’ dull, laborious woof
Covers a warp of working-times,
Translator’s Dedication
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To
E. J. C.
Here, Summer lingering, loiter I
When I, with Summer, should be gone …
Where only London lights the sky
I go, and with me journeys “Swann”
Whose pages’ dull, laborious woof
Covers a warp of working-times,