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The Poetical Works of Aubrey De Vere | ||
XXIV.
The golden rains are dashed against
Those verdant walls of lime and beech
Wherewith our happy vale is fenced
Against the north; yet cannot reach
Those verdant walls of lime and beech
Wherewith our happy vale is fenced
Against the north; yet cannot reach
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The stems that lift yon leafy crest
High up above their dripping screen:
The chestnut fans are downward pressed
On banks of bluebell hid in green.
High up above their dripping screen:
The chestnut fans are downward pressed
On banks of bluebell hid in green.
White vapours float along the glen
Or rise from every sunny brake;
A pause amid the gusts—again
The warm shower sings across the lake.
Or rise from every sunny brake;
A pause amid the gusts—again
The warm shower sings across the lake.
Sing on, all-cordial showers, and bathe
The deepest root of loftiest pine!
The cowslip dim, the ‘primrose rathe’
Refresh; and drench in nectarous wine
The deepest root of loftiest pine!
The cowslip dim, the ‘primrose rathe’
Refresh; and drench in nectarous wine
Yon fruit-tree copse, all blossomed o'er
With forest-foam and crimsoned snow—
Behold! above it bursts once more
The world-embracing, heavenly bow!
With forest-foam and crimsoned snow—
Behold! above it bursts once more
The world-embracing, heavenly bow!
The Poetical Works of Aubrey De Vere | ||