Poems of To-Day: An Anthology
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Before me, dark against the fading sky, I watch three mowers mowing, as I lie: With brawny arms they sweep in harmony.
Brown English faces by the sun burnt red, Rich glowing colour on bare throat and head, My heart would leap to watch them, were I dead!
And in my strong young living as I lie, I seem to move with them in harmony, -- A fourth is mowing, and that fourth am I.
{103} The music of the scythes that glide and leap, The young men whistling as their great arms sweep, And all ...the perfume and sweet sense of sleep, The weary butterflies that droop their wings, The dreamy nightingale that hardly sings, And all the lassitude of happy things Is mingling with the warm and pulsing blood That gushes through my veins a languid flood, And feeds my spirit as the sap a bud.
Behind the mowers, on the amber air, A dark-green beech-wood rises, still and fair, A white path winding up it like a stair.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Before me, dark against the fading sky, I watch three mowers mowing, as I lie: With brawny arms they sweep in harmony.
Brown English faces by the sun burnt red, Rich glowing colour on bare throat and head, My heart would leap to watch them, were I dead!
And in my strong young living as I lie, I seem to move with them in harmony, -- A fourth is mowing, and that fourth am I.
{103} The music of the scythes that glide and leap, The young men whistling as their great arms sweep, And all ...the perfume and sweet sense of sleep, The weary butterflies that droop their wings, The dreamy nightingale that hardly sings, And all the lassitude of happy things Is mingling with the warm and pulsing blood That gushes through my veins a languid flood, And feeds my spirit as the sap a bud.
Behind the mowers, on the amber air, A dark-green beech-wood rises, still and fair, A white path winding up it like a stair.
What to read after Poems of To-Day: An Anthology?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Various to read onlineMoreLess
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