Text 1
01 There, in the pasture greenery,
Sun mottling Nature's breast,
It was the summer wind's song
That filled me with its crest.
05 Emotion running rampant--
Rivers to the sea--
I could not even fathom the flood of you and me.
But take me in your arms again
And do not talk of time.
10 Let flesh rub flesh to parchment--
Pale flowers crushed--
And grind more mortar for my soul's room . . .
Paint mirrors for my mind.
(Michela Curtis: www.poetry.com)
According to Text 1, answer the questions below:
Analyze the best answer to complete the following sentence, giving it the same meaning as in the text.
"Emotion running __________
Rivers to the sea
I could not even ___________ the __________ of you and me."
Mark the right alternative.