Wild honey from various thyme By Michael Field [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper] |
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THE FOREST YEAR
Frailness of Time! O bitter moment drear!Lo, the green summer learns that she must die!
Down the damp fungus-path the forest year
Comes weeping to the forest. Silently
The untarnished firs drop stubborn some few spines;
A flicker trembles through the moist sweet-gale;
The sunflower, high above the brake, declines
Her head untoward o'er the garden pale.
The winter woods no more will feel the clip
Of rose, of woodbine garland, glossy leaf
Of creeping briony....Ah, but a brief
Spinning of dewy webs, a little while,
And the slack flowers in bunches will down-drop,
Tumble and waste into the holly pile!
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