Atil in Gortland And Other Poems
Atil in Gortland And Other Poems
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— For the stream runs murmuring soft and clear Now that winter is over and gone.
And strife must end, while the great heart-freer Bids cease our moaning and making of moan With the song of the morning of all things dear, Now that winter is over and gone.
D 2 52 THE BALLAD OF A DREAM.
'Twas in a forest far away, In some dim place I know not of; At sun-down of an autumn day I heard the low voice of a dove.
Among the grass a blue mist lay, Where great red flowers watched the sky Unmoving : in thei...r gold array The trees stood dying silently.
At last with weeping wearied The dove slept : and the wind alone Sighed on thro' leaves all golden made By the last glory of the sun.
Black shadow, gold and red were there, And no sound but the wind that cried, And no light but the haunting glare Of sunset down the forest side.
53 So for a space : then thro' the trees I saw dull silver glint, and white Was moving in dim mysteries Somewhere amid the uncertain light.
Then the tall flowers slowly swayed, And of a sudden from them came A woman fair, in white arrayed, With night-dark hair, who called my name.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
— For the stream runs murmuring soft and clear Now that winter is over and gone.
And strife must end, while the great heart-freer Bids cease our moaning and making of moan With the song of the morning of all things dear, Now that winter is over and gone.
D 2 52 THE BALLAD OF A DREAM.
'Twas in a forest far away, In some dim place I know not of; At sun-down of an autumn day I heard the low voice of a dove.
Among the grass a blue mist lay, Where great red flowers watched the sky Unmoving : in thei...r gold array The trees stood dying silently.
At last with weeping wearied The dove slept : and the wind alone Sighed on thro' leaves all golden made By the last glory of the sun.
Black shadow, gold and red were there, And no sound but the wind that cried, And no light but the haunting glare Of sunset down the forest side.
53 So for a space : then thro' the trees I saw dull silver glint, and white Was moving in dim mysteries Somewhere amid the uncertain light.
Then the tall flowers slowly swayed, And of a sudden from them came A woman fair, in white arrayed, With night-dark hair, who called my name.
What to read after Atil in Gortland And Other Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Henry Ransome to read onlineMoreLess
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