November: Poems in War Time (Classic Reprint) - Softcover

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P dripping from the sea Her weeds all watery, She dashed against the windows as she came The fringy hem of her wet Cloak, and set Me shivering Closer to the genial flame. Bleak was her face, turned westward from the grey Uncompromising dawn of a grim day, As though she would not countenance Even his ungracious greeting! 0, when she turned her back on all romance And left, so long ago, the East behind her, Her heart of hope already had stopped beating. Grey woman, going by my door, There's nothing can remind her Of colour any more!

But a wood on a November day 1 DO you know the thing I say? DO you see the russet bracken That the sunlight lies among?

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