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POEMS.
X.
One showed an English home—gray twilight poured
On dewy pastures, dewy trees,
Softer than sleep—all things in order stored—
A haunt of ancient Peace.
One showed an English home—gray twilight poured
On dewy pastures, dewy trees,
Softer than sleep—all things in order stored—
A haunt of ancient Peace.
XI.
Some were all dark and red, glimmering land
Lit with a low large moon,
Among brown rocks a man upon the sand
Went weeping all alone.
Some were all dark and red, glimmering land
Lit with a low large moon,
Among brown rocks a man upon the sand
Went weeping all alone.
XII.
One seemed a foreground black with stones and slags.
Below sunsmitten icy spires
Rose striped with long white cloud the scornful crags,
Deeptrenched with thunderfires.
One seemed a foreground black with stones and slags.
Below sunsmitten icy spires
Rose striped with long white cloud the scornful crags,
Deeptrenched with thunderfires.
XIII.
Some showed far-off thick woods mounted with towers,
Nearer, a flood of mild sunshine
Poured on long walks and lawns and beds and bowers
Trellised with bunchy vine.
Some showed far-off thick woods mounted with towers,
Nearer, a flood of mild sunshine
Poured on long walks and lawns and beds and bowers
Trellised with bunchy vine.
