The world is drowsy, the winds asleep,
On the sward of the sky the star-blossoms peep,
And the grey Moon moves with his silver scythe
The pallid flowers of light to reap.

(C) Arthur Henry Adams
03/05/2017


Best Poems of Arthur Henry Adams

• Sydney
• The Ebb Of Day
• My Love
• Grey Eyes
• The Tui
• A Song Of Failure
• To One Slain In Absence
• On The Sands
• The Wonderful Aussie Waler
• Sydney Nocturnes
• Song
• Dawn
• The World Has Grown So Grey
• Bayswater.w.
• And Yet
• The Reaper
• Nemesis
• Written In Australia
• The Pleiades
• A Pair Of Lovers In The Street