Edward Cracroft Lefroy: His Life and Poems including a Reprint of Echoes from Theocritus: By Wilfred Austin Gill: With a Critical Estimate of the Sonnets by the late John Addington Symonds |
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VI
IN THE MEADOW
The Cuckoo called me, but I answered “Nay;”
The Thrush said “Come,” and I grew ill-content;
Last spake the Blackbird; then my heart forewent
Her studious purpose, and I broke the day.
Now in the meadow-grass, a world away
From aught of human life, that heart is blent
With leaf, stem, flower, in sweet entanglement,
Meshed by the young luxuriance of May,
The ox-eyed daisies glimpse me as I lie;
Strange creeping things their devious steps have stayed,
And glut their wonderment from bloom and blade;
While feathery balls are bending cubit-high
Between my quivering eyelids and the sky,
To mock me with a phantasy of shade.
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