Fay Inchfawn Forget Poems

  • 1.
    In Somerset they guide the plough
    From early dawn till twilight now.
    The good red earth smells sweeter yet,
    Behind the plough, in Somerset.
    ...
  • 2.
    Some day of days! Some dawning yet to be
    I shall be clothed with immortality!

    And, in that day, I shall not greatly care
    ...
  • 3.
    One yestereve, in the waning light,
    When the wind was still and the gloaming bright,
    There came a breath from a far countrie,
    And the ghost of a Little House called to me.
    ...
  • 4.
    "Owd John's got past his work," said they,
    Last week as ever was -- "don't pay
    To send by him. He's stoopid, too,
    And brings things what won't never do.
    ...
  • 5.
    Across the town the evening bell is ringing;
    Clear comes the call, through kitchen windows winging!

    Lord, knowing Thou art kind,
    ...
  • 6.
    "In my father's house!" The words
    Bring sweet cadence to my ears.
    Wandering thoughts, like homing birds,
    Fly all swiftly down the years,
    ...
  • 7.
    If only dinner cooked itself,
    And groceries grew upon the shelf;
    If children did as they were told,
    And never had a cough or cold;
    ...
  • 8.
    I shut my eyes to rest 'em, just a bit ago it seems,
    An' back among the Cotswolds I were wanderin' in me dreams.
    I saw the old grey homestead, with the rickyard set around,
    An' catched the lowin' of the herd, a pleasant, homelike sound.
    ...
  • 9.
    There's a rustle in the woodlands, and a sighing in the breeze,
    For the Little Folk are busy in the bushes and the trees;
    They are packing up their treasures, every one with nimble hand,
    Ready for the coming journey back to sunny Fairyland.
    ...
Total 9 Forget Poems by Fay Inchfawn

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David hall: I have a hand written poem On the cotswolds now signed fay inchfawn was it ever published

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Some Days retired from the rest
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