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BOAR'S HILL; OCTOBER, 1919, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Tall slender beech trees, whispering, touched with fire
Last Line: Ere your steps turned home?
Alternate Author Name(s): Catlin, George E. G., Mrs.
Subject(s): Mountains; Pain; Hills; Downs (great Britain); Suffering; Misery


Tall slender beech trees, whispering, touched with fire,
Swaying at even beneath a desolate sky;
Smouldering embers aflame where the clouds hurry by
At the wind's desire.

Dark sombre woodlands, rain drenched by the scattering shower,
Spindle that quivers and drops its dim berries to earth,
Mourning, perhaps as I mourn here alone for the dearth
Of a happier hour.

Can you still see them, who always delighted to roam
Over the Hill where so often together we trod,
When winds of wild Autumn strewed summer's dead leaves on the sod,
Ere your steps turned home?





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