Night Is On The Downland (John Masefield Poems)
Night is on the downland, on the lonely moorland,On the hills where the wind goes over sheep-bitten turf,Where the bent ...
Night is on the downland, on the lonely moorland,On the hills where the wind goes over sheep-bitten turf,Where the bent ...
As you plaited the harvest bow You implicated the mellowed silence in you In wheat that does not rust But ...
All year the flax-dam festered in the heart Of the townland; green and heavy headed Flax had rotted there, weighted ...
There's many a strong farmer Whose heart would break in two, If he could see the townland That we are ...
Night is on the downland, on the lonely moorland, On the hills where the wind goes over sheep-bitten turf, Where ...
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