Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TRAVELLER'S JOY, by ROSALIND TRAVERS


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TRAVELLER'S JOY, by                    
First Line: In greybeard blossoms over the brake
Last Line: Yea, such things are traveller's joy.
Subject(s): Travel; Journeys; Trips


IN greybeard blossoms over the brake
Hangs clematis, Autumn's feathery toy:
A breeze leaps up from the shimmering lake
To dapple the water with silver and gold,
And whistle a melody, merry and bold;
All such things are Traveller's joy.

There's light hedge-maple of amber sheen
(Delicate treasure without alloy),
Branches of holly in crimson and green,
Glistening jewel-like under the blue
Of clear-swept skies that the winds renew:
All such things are Traveller's joy.

Woodland floors, where the storm has rained
Bright fugitive gold, too brief to cloy:
Misty hillsides never attained:
Lingering glimpses of valley and stream,
Lovely and lost as a fortunate dream:
All such things are Traveller's joy.

Headlands dark, in the dying sun,
Gathering shades, the night's convoy,
A dim, white road over regions dun:
Whispers that thrill, when all men sleep,
The echoing arch of the starry deep:
Yea, such things are Traveller's joy.





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