A Life: Collected Poems |
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Sitting at the midnight desk I observe the scene , The surface of the window with lattice panes My cinema screen , the suspended tassel still , The blind drawn up . Beyond the sill , the bay . The moon places a searchlight beam on the ...
Sitting at the midnight desk I observe the scene , The surface of the window with lattice panes My cinema screen , the suspended tassel still , The blind drawn up . Beyond the sill , the bay . The moon places a searchlight beam on the ...
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... busy water - birds Like so many craft hurry to a rendezvous , Here is an enclosed and ordered universe , Yet , over the quarried edge , outside Suggests a normal countryside : The Roman pomp imposed upon A pastoral English scene .
... busy water - birds Like so many craft hurry to a rendezvous , Here is an enclosed and ordered universe , Yet , over the quarried edge , outside Suggests a normal countryside : The Roman pomp imposed upon A pastoral English scene .
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All on a still September morn When from the fields the harvest's shorn , A rose - red tower in a churchyard green Roots in the inner mind the scene , Gives something to remember when I'm far from Devon and the fields of Ken .
All on a still September morn When from the fields the harvest's shorn , A rose - red tower in a churchyard green Roots in the inner mind the scene , Gives something to remember when I'm far from Devon and the fields of Ken .
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