Publisher's Synopsis
Excerpt from Tides
I saw her pass to-day In Warwickshire, With the old imperial way, The old desire, Fresh as among those other ?owers they More beautiful for Adon's discontent.
Those other years she made Her festival When the blue eggs were laid And lambs were tall, By the Athenian rivers while the reeds Made love melodious for the Ganymedes.
And now through Cantlow brakes, By Wilmcote hill, To Avon-side, she makes Her garlands still, And I who watch her ?ashing limbs am one With youth whose days three thousand years are done.
A shower of green gems on my apple-tree This first morning of May Has fallen out of the night, to be Herald of holiday Bright gems of green that, fallen there, Seem fixed and glowing on the air.
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