Sir Henry Newbolt

(1862 - 1938 / Bilston / England)

By The Hearth-Stone


By the hearth-stone
She sits alone,
The long night bearing:
With eyes that gleam
Into the dream
Of the firelight staring.

Low and more low
The dying glow
Burns in the embers;
She nothing heeds
And nothing needs---
Only remembers.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010

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