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Color by Dorothea Mackellar

The speaker recalls with adoration <adulation?> the lovely things she has watched that have unwittingly seeped  her soul in color with every passing day. Stanza 2: saffron sunset clouds larkspur ( meaning ) mountains* fenceless miles of plain* (fields, prairies) golden-green hillsides*, shining unearthly after rain Stanza 3: nights of blue and pearl simile - long smooth beaches yellow as sunburnt wheat others - line of foam that creams and hisses, enticing weary feet  (transferred epithet) Stanza 4: emeralds sunset-hearted opals Asian marble veined with scarlet flame cool green jade misty and azure-stained moonstones Stanza 5: almond trees in bloom oleanders* wide purple sea of plain-land (meaning field) gorgeous with a lovely poison - the evil Darling pea* She calls on these images to help her dream when she is tired, like how in stanza 6, lemon, pink, or faintest, coolest lilac dawn-lit skies float on her soothed eyes. No n...