Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EXMOOR VERSES: 2. SATURN, by ARTHUR THOMAS QUILLER-COUCH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: From my farm, from her farm Last Line: The planet saturn burned. Alternate Author Name(s): Q; Quiller-couch, A. T. Subject(s): Farm Life; Kisses; Agriculture; Farmers | ||||||||
FROM my farm, from hèr farm Furtively we came. In either home a hearth was warm: We nursed a hungrier flame. Our feet were foul with mire, Our faces blind with mist; But all the night was naked fire About us where we kiss'd. To hèr farm, to my farm, Loathing we returned; Pale beneath a gallows' arm The planet Saturn burned. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KICKING THE LEAVES by DONALD HALL THE FARMER'S BOY: WINTER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: AUTUMN by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD SAGE COUNSEL by ARTHUR THOMAS QUILLER-COUCH |
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