Lake Leman (Harold Monro Poems)
It is the sacred hour: above the far Low emerald hills that northward fold, Calmly, upon the blue the evening star Floats, wreathed ...
Harold Monro Poems on Sleep (4 Poems)
Unknown Country (Harold Monro Poems)
Here, in this other world, they come and go With easy dream-like movements to and fro. They stare through lovely eyes, yet ...
Thistledown (Harold Monro Poems)
This might have been a place for sleep, But, as from that small hollow there Hosts of bright thistledown begin Their dazzling journey ...
Solitude (Harold Monro Poems)
WHEN you have tidied all things for the night,And while your thoughts are fading to their sleep,You'll pause a moment ...