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William Henry Davies

Monmouthshire / Wales

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While joy gave clouds the light of stars,
That beamed wher'er they looked;
And calves and lambs had tottering knees,
Excited, while they sucked;
While every bird enjoyed his song,
Without one thought of harm or wrong--
I turned my head and saw the wind,
Not far from where I stood,
Dragging the corn by her golden hair,
Into a dark and lonely wood.

William Henry Davies

Friday, January 3, 2003

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heythatsa 16 November 2017

pretty good poem wow that is so good

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Matt Johnston 29 August 2008

This is one of the finest poems dealing with perspective.

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Daphne Grant 21 March 2006

Evil comes unexpectedly

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