SCENE. - A wide stretch of fallow ground recently sown with wheat, and frozen to iron hardness. Three large birds walking about thereon, and wistfully eyeing the surface. Wind keen from north-east: sky a dull grey. Rook. - Throughout the field I find no grain; The cruel frost encrusts the cornland! Starling. - Aye: patient pecking now is vain Throughout the field, I find ... Rook. - No grain! Pigeon. - Nor will be, comrade, till it rain, Or genial thawings loose the lorn land Throughout the field. Rook. - I find no grain: The cruel frost encrusts the cornland! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SLEEP by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH LOVE AT SEA by THEOPHILE GAUTIER A SECOND REVIEW OF THE GRAND ARMY [MAY 24, 1865] by FRANCIS BRET HARTE IDYLLS OF THE KING: GERAINT AND ENID by ALFRED TENNYSON PRINCE ALDFRITH'S ITINERARY THROUGH IRELAND by ALDFRITH QUATRAIN: OMAR KHAYYAM (AFTER FITZGERALD) by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |