The Red Red Dawn
The Red Red Dawn
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For your step at the garden gate !
The dead leaves flutter a-by the door. And the black pines grieve at night ; And there's no one comforts me any more In the dusk or candlelight ; And the strange west glows with a terrible red ; And the dawn's like a soldier dead.
65 The Red, Red Dawn I turn in the dark to an empty place, And the rain-gust bites at the glass : And " It's far, " think I, " to your kindly face, My man, where the shell-shrieks pass. " And the hoot of an owl in the fir-copse nigh ...Strikes cold like a shot man's cry.
It's nothing to you the rush of the rain And the wail of the wind in the tree ; But I live lone in the ways of pain With the man that I cannot see ; And with each shrill breath an unseen death He dies at the heart of me.
It's nothing to you when the dead things leap. And the whistling gale grows higher ; But there is a dumb thing haunts my sleep, Wide-eyed, with its mouth in the mire ; And streaming death with crimsoning breath Shrills past like a wind of fire !
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
For your step at the garden gate !
The dead leaves flutter a-by the door. And the black pines grieve at night ; And there's no one comforts me any more In the dusk or candlelight ; And the strange west glows with a terrible red ; And the dawn's like a soldier dead.
65 The Red, Red Dawn I turn in the dark to an empty place, And the rain-gust bites at the glass : And " It's far, " think I, " to your kindly face, My man, where the shell-shrieks pass. " And the hoot of an owl in the fir-copse nigh ...Strikes cold like a shot man's cry.
It's nothing to you the rush of the rain And the wail of the wind in the tree ; But I live lone in the ways of pain With the man that I cannot see ; And with each shrill breath an unseen death He dies at the heart of me.
It's nothing to you when the dead things leap. And the whistling gale grows higher ; But there is a dumb thing haunts my sleep, Wide-eyed, with its mouth in the mire ; And streaming death with crimsoning breath Shrills past like a wind of fire !
What to read after The Red Red Dawn?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by James Allan Mackereth to read onlineMoreLess
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