He Fears For His Friends, In The Wood Poem by james watkin
He Fears For His Friends, In The Wood
Nights so vile as avowed do rage
Darkly heartless through
Such as these, blow loud for a storm
Give impetus to
This running thought, un-endurable;
Sent back out; that pants:
'Retreat, little friends of the woods;
Feared so great for; now!
To what, in dry tree log, tree hollow
Your safe-keeping grants'
Tuesday, September 20, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: storm,evening
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