Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern British Poetry. 1920.
Francis Ledwidge18871917An Evening in England
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Upon the streams its petals float away.
The hills all blue with distance hide their tops
In the dim silence falling on the grey.
A little wind said “Hush!” and shook a spray
Heavy with May’s white crop of opening bloom;
A silent bat went dipping in the gloom.
They drop from out her dark hand to her knees.
Upon a silhouette of woods, the moon
Leans on one horn as if beseeching ease
From all her changes which have stirred the seas.
Across the ears of Toil, Rest throws her veil.
I and a marsh bird only make a wail.