WHEN Robert put the seed in, seed in, seed in, Grey dust floated at his knees ---- Sower swinging like a mower, Stepping over nest of plover, Up the furrowed slope with ease. The rooks were white with sunlight, sunlight, sunlight, When Robert put the seed in; Gulls with narrow wings no whiter Flew before them, floated lighter, Far from sea-wet cliffs they breed in. Early night sent Robert home, Robert home, Robert home; Sunset sent the wind to blow From the East and dry the loam Grey as cloud-hills, ere should come A star like burning snow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG WHEN DEY 'LISTED COLORED SOLDIERS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR TO W. HOHENZOLLERN: A PLEA by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE IMAGE OF GOD by FRANCISCO DE ALDANA TO HIS WORSHIPFULL GOOD FRIEND, MAISTER JOHN STEVENTON by RICHARD BARNFIELD |