A Life: Collected Poems |
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Maytime in Magdalen Early May , and the scent of the earth Nostalgic and blue like smoke Or drift of bluebells in that woodland glade ; The hot and resinous scent of the sun ; The blue boles of the beeches , The colour and shadow of ...
Maytime in Magdalen Early May , and the scent of the earth Nostalgic and blue like smoke Or drift of bluebells in that woodland glade ; The hot and resinous scent of the sun ; The blue boles of the beeches , The colour and shadow of ...
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There is a sweet scent in the air , The undergrowth of Penrice Wood , Earth , roots , fern , woodbine All combine To make this nostalgic scent of home . The barley field looks to the sea , Cape upon cape in perspective Peers over the ...
There is a sweet scent in the air , The undergrowth of Penrice Wood , Earth , roots , fern , woodbine All combine To make this nostalgic scent of home . The barley field looks to the sea , Cape upon cape in perspective Peers over the ...
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Past the claypits and clear pools by the road , The scent of heather and thyme where the sheep graze : Carn Grey on the skyline looming over the bay , The same moon suffusing the coast with its glow For a boy homeward - bound those ...
Past the claypits and clear pools by the road , The scent of heather and thyme where the sheep graze : Carn Grey on the skyline looming over the bay , The same moon suffusing the coast with its glow For a boy homeward - bound those ...
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