Part,  Paragraph

 1 Intro,  2|      makes the birds and the leaves seem as near to him as they
 2 Intro,  2|  empty shells. With withered leaves they weave their boats and
 3 Text,  20|    the shady lane the yellow leaves flutter and fall. ~What
 4 Text,  47| cooed in the shade. Withered leaves danced and whirled in the
 5 Text,  53|     on thy joined palms. The leaves rustled overhead; the cuckoo
 6 Text,  53|   sings in weary notes, neem leaves rustle overhead and I sit
 7 Text,  58|   light that dances upon the leaves, these idle clouds sailing
 8 Text,  59|  empty shells. With withered leaves they weave their boats and
 9 Text,  61|    now why there is music in leaves, and why waves send their
10 Text,  68|     into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. ~It is the
11 Text,  83| becomes lyric among rustling leaves in rainy darkness of July. ~