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An evening all aglow with summer light	A
And autumn colour fairest of the year	B
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The wheat fields crowned with shocks of tawny gold	C
All interspersed with rough sowthistle roots	D
And interlaced with white convolvulus	D
Lay flecked with purple shadows in the sun	E
The shouts of little children gleaning there	F
The scattered ears and wild blue bottle flowers	D
Mixed with the corn crake's crying and the song	G
Of lone wood birds whose mother cares were o'er	H
And with the whispering rustle of red leaves	D
Scarce stirred the stillness And the gossamer sheen	I
Was spread on upland meadows silver bright	A
In low red sunshine and soft kissing wind	J
Showing where angels in the night had trailed	K
Their garments on the turf Tall arrow heads	D
With flag and rush and fringing grasses dropped	L
Their seeds and blossoms in the sleepy pool	M
The water lily lay on her green leaf	N
White fair and stately while an amorous branch	O
Of silver willow drooping in the stream	P
Sent soft low babbling ripples towards her	H
And oh the woods erst haunted with the song	G
Of nightingales and tender coo of doves	D
They stood all flushed and kindling 'neath the touch	Q
Of death kind death fair fond reluctant death	R
A dappled mass of glory	S
Harvest time	T
With russet wood fruit thick upon the ground	U
'Mid crumpled ferns and delicate blue harebells	D
The orchard apples rolled in seedy grass	D
Apples of gold and violet velvet plums	D
And all the tangled hedgerows bore a crop	V
Of scarlet hips blue sloes and blackberries	D
And orange clusters of the mountain ash	W
The crimson fungus and soft mosses clung	X
To old decaying trunks the summer bine	I
Drooped shivering in the glossy ivy's grasp	Y
By day the blue air bore upon its wings	D
Wide wandering seeds pale drifts of thistle down	I
By night the fog crept low upon the earth	Z
All white and cool and calmed its feverishness	D
And veiled it over with a veil of tears	D
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The curlew and the plover were come back	A2
To still bleak shores the little summer birds	D
Were gone to Persian gardens and the groves	D
Of Greece and Italy and the palmy lands	D
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A Norman tower with moss and lichen clothed	B2
Wherein old bells on old worm eaten frames	D
And rusty wheels had swung for centuries	D
Chiming the same soft chime the lullaby	C2
Of cradled rooks and blinking bats and owls	D
Setting the same sweet tune from year to year	B
For generations of true hearts to sing	D2
A wide churchyard with grassy slopes and nooks	D
And shady corners and meandering paths	D
With glimpses of dim windows and grey walls	D
Just caught at here and there amongst the green	I
Of flowering shrubs and sweet lime avenues	D
An old house standing near a parsonage house	D
With broad thatched roof and overhanging eaves	D
O'errun with banksia roses a low house	D
With ivied windows and a latticed porch	E2
Shut in a tiny Paradise all sweet	F2
With hum of bees and scent of mignonette	F2
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We lay our lazy length upon the grass	D
In that same Paradise my friend and I	C2
And as we lay we talked of college days	D
Wild racing hunting steeple chasing days	D
Of river reaches fishing grounds and weirs	D
Bats gloves debates and in humanities	D
And then of boon companions of those days	D
How lost and scattered married changed and dead	F2
Until he flung his arm across his face	D
And feigned to slumber	H
He was changed my friend	F2
Not like the man the leader of his set	F2
The favourite of the college that I knew	I
And more than time had changed him He had been	I
A little wild the Lady Alice said	F2
A little gay as all young men will be	S
At first before they settle down to life	G2
While they have money health and no restraint	F2
Nor any work to do Ah yes But this	D
Was mystery unexplained that he was sad	F2
And still and thoughtful like an aged man	I
And scarcely thirty With a winsome flash	W
The old bright heart would shine out here and there	F
But aye to be o'ershadowed and hushed down	I
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As he had hushed it now	I
His dog lay near	B
With long sharp muzzle resting on his paws	D
And wistful eyes half shut but watching him	H2
A deerhound of illustrious race all grey	I2
And grizzled with soft wrinkled velvet ears	D
A gaunt gigantic wolfish looking brute	F2
And worth his weight in gold	F2
There there said he	S
And raised him on his elbow you have looked	F2
Enough at me now look at some one else	D
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You could not see him surely with your arm	J2
Across your face	D
No but I felt his eyes	D
They are such sharp wise eyes persistent eyes	D
Perpetually reproachful Look at them	K2
Had ever dog such eyes	D
Oh yes I thought	F2
But wondering turned my talk upon his breed	F2
And was he of the famed Glengarry stock	L2
And in what season was he entered Where	F
Pray did he pick him up	M2
He moved himself	N2
At that last question with a little writhe	O2
Of sudden pain or restlessness and sighed	F2
And then he slowly rose pushed back the hair	F
From his broad brows and whistling softly said	F2
Come here old dog and we will tell him Come	P2
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On such a day and such a time as this	D
Old Tom and I were stalking on the hills	D
Near seven years ago Bad luck was ours	D
For we had searched up corrie glen and burn	I
From earliest daybreak wading to the waist	F2
Peat rift and purple heather all in vain	I
We struck a track nigh every hour to lose	D
A noble quarry by ignoble chance	D
The crowing of a grouse cock or the flight	F2
Of startled mallards from a reedy pool	M
Or subtle hair's breadth veering of the wind	F2
And now 'twas waning sunset rosy soft	F2
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On far grey peaks and the green valley spread	F2
Beneath us We had climbed a ridge and lay	I2
Debating in low whispers of our plans	D
For night and morning Golden eagles sailed	F2
Above our heads the wild ducks swam about	F2
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Amid the reeds and rushes of the pools	D
A lonely heron stood on one long leg	Q2
In shallow water watching for a meal	R2
And there to windward couching in the grass	D
That fringed the blue edge of a sleeping loch	L2
Waiting for dusk to feed and drink there lay	I2
A herd of deer	B
And as we looked and planned	F2
A mountain storm of sweeping mist and rain	I
Came down upon us It passed by and left	F2
The burnies swollen that we had to cross	D
And left us barely light enough to see	S
The broad black branching antlers clustering still	S2
Amid the long grass in the valley	S
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Sir	H
Said Tom there is a shealing down below	T2
To leeward We might bivouac there to night	F2
And come again at dawn	I
And so we crept	F2
Adown the glen and stumbled in the dark	U2
Against the doorway of the keeper's home	V2
And over two big deerhounds ancestors	D
Of this our old companion There was light	F2
And warmth a welcome and a heather bed	F2
At Colin's cottage with a meal of eggs	D
And fresh trout broiled by dainty little hands	D
And sweetest milk and oatcake There were songs	D
And Gaelic legends and long talk of deer	B
Mixt with a sweet low laughter and the whir	B
Of spinning wheel	R2
The dogs lay at her feet	F2
The feet of Colin's daughter with their soft	F2
Dark velvet ears pricked up for every sound	F2
And movement that she made Right royal brutes	D
Whereon I gazed with envy	S
What I asked	F2
Would Colin take for these	D
Eh sir said he	S
And shook his head I cannot sell the dogs	D
They're priceless they and Jeanie's favourites	D
But there's a litter in the shed five pups	D
As like as peas to this one You may choose	D
Amongst them sir take any that you like	W2
Get us the lantern Jeanie You shall show	T2
The gentleman	I
Ah she was fair that girl	X2
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Not like the other lassies cottage folk	Y2
For there was subtle trace of gentle blood	F2
Through all her b	S

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