Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FURNESS, by KATHARINE TYNAN

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First Line: From my low window I behold
Last Line: On wood and hill and waterway.
Alternate Author Name(s): Hinkson, Katharine Tynan
Subject(s): Evening; Flowers; Gold; Roses; Sunset; Twilight

FROM my low window I behold
No skies but just a golden wood,
A stretch of golden grass, and gold
Sheep in the golden solitude.

Somewhere the sunset turns to rose,
And all the world is faintly pink,
Lit through with golden fires and those
Rose pools where rosy cattle drink.

Deepens the rose, a fairy hill
They call the Lamb's Back, softly curled,
Is now a rosy lamb and still
Grows rosier in a rosy world.

Awhile my window holds the gold,
The rose, before they fall to grey
Ashes of roses, still and cold,
On wood and hill and waterway.

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