Poetical Works of Robert Bridges excluding the eight dramas | ||
3
[The upper skies are palest blue]
The upper skies are palest blue
Mottled with pearl and fretted snow:
With tattered fleece of inky hue
Close overhead the storm-clouds go.
Mottled with pearl and fretted snow:
With tattered fleece of inky hue
Close overhead the storm-clouds go.
Their shadows fly along the hill
And o'er the crest mount one by one:
The whitened planking of the mill
Is now in shade and now in sun.
And o'er the crest mount one by one:
The whitened planking of the mill
Is now in shade and now in sun.
Poetical Works of Robert Bridges excluding the eight dramas | ||