Daphne Grant

Rookie (Southampton, UK)

The Old Oak Tree.

I cannot bear this summer heat
I'll go out on the balcony,
Where stars are clear

The moon, a lovely silver orb,
How lovely now it looks to me,
Shines now, between the the great trees arms
Oh, that Constable were here with me!
To see perfection of moon through tree, and tree on night

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