Richard Henry Horne

(1802-1884 / England)

Richard Henry Horne Poems

1. The Plough, A Landscape In Berkshire 1/4/2003
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The Plough, A Landscape In Berkshire

ABOVE yon sombre swell of land
   Thou see'st the dawn's grave orange hue,
With one pale streak like yellow sand,
   And over that a vein of blue.

The air is cold above the woods;
   All silent is the earth and sky,
Except with his own lonely moods
   The blackbird holds a colloquy.

Over the broad hill creeps a beam,
   Like hope that gilds a good man's brow;
And now ascends the nostril-stream
   Of stalwart horses come to plough.

Ye rigid ...

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