| J. C. Squire, ed. A Book of Women’s Verse. 1921. | | | | Autumn Evening | | By Frances Cornford (1886–1960) |
| | | THE SHADOWS flickering, the daylight dying, | |
| And I upon the old red sofa lying, | |
| The great brown shadows leaping up the wall, | |
| The sparrows twittering; and that is all. | |
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| I thought to send my soul to far-off lands, | 5 |
| Where fairies scamper on the windy sands, | |
| Or where the autumn rain comes drumming down | |
| On huddled roofs in an enchanted town. | |
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| But O, my sleepy soul, it will not roam, | |
| It is too happy and too warm at home: | 10 |
| With just the shadows leaping up the wall, | |
| The sparrows twittering; and that is all. | | | | |
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