An Evening In England (by: Francis Ledwidge (1891-1917)) From its blue vase the rose of evening drops; Upon the streams its petals float away. The hills all blue with distance hide their tops In the dim silence falling on the grey continue reading
Evening Clouds (by: Francis Ledwidge (1891-1917)) A little flock of clouds go down to rest In some blue corner off the moon's highway, With shepherd-winds that shook them in the West To borrowed shapes of earth, in bright array continue reading
