In Cornwall and Across the Sea With Poems Written in Devonshire. By Douglas B. W. Sladen |
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THE HERB-ROBERT. |
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THE HERB-ROBERT.
[Written Close to Ilsham Farm, Torquay, in Winter.]
Herb-Robert, wherefore Robin of the flowers?
Because thou art their Red-breast, red in leaves
And blossoms, when the latest of the sheaves
Have long been garnered and ere April showers
Have filled the womb of May and she embowers
All Nature. Not the glow on summer eves,
Just ere the sea the setting sun receives,
Can shame the crimson, which in autumn hours
Flows through thy fronds, and thy wee pink-tinged bloom,
Amid the darkness of November days,
Serves with its small light to dispel the gloom—
Its small light hardly noticed mid the blaze
Of huge bright summer-blossoms—as sick room
Is cheered by humble folk with kindly ways.
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