Out there on Day's perimeter
Places where the sky darkens
With strict decrees, to enforce
The Owl and Toad wardens.
Familiarized with, when colder
Through minds that shake with fear:
'Dew-paths, I'll not see you make! '
'Home, rush home; winds be drear! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem