Styhead Ghyll
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Of ghost light dancing Of ghost trout vanishing Of
water tumbling off boulder And slatey face; Of gush
and rush and push Downwards to Seathwaite.
Of
glint and gleam Of beguiling blue pools Of rainfall
off the fells Under Green Gable and Great Gable
Falling and calling Downwards to Seathwaite.
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