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The Lonely Refuge in the Midday Heat of High Summer

In the midst of high summer, under the great sun,
that burns the rocks, the mountains, and the dry land,
an empty table stands there, with no one else around,
seeking a breath from the open sea as its source.

Kostis Palamas, The Songs of my Homeland (1886) - Poem "The Summer", Published in Complete Works of Kostis Palamas, Volume I, Govostis Publishing.