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The Dream	A
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All round the knoll on days of quietest air	B
Secrets are being told and if the trees	C
Speak out let them make uproar loud as drums	D
'Tis secrets still shouted instead of whisper'd	E
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There must have been a warning given once	F
No tree on pain of withering and sawfly	G
To reach the slimmest of his snaky toes	H
Into this mounded sward and rumple it	I
All trees stand back taboo is on this soil	G
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The trees have always scrupulously obeyed	J
The grass that elsewhere grows as best it may	K
Under the larches countable long nesh blades	L
Here in clear sky pads the ground thick and close	M
As wool upon a Southdown wether's back	N
And as in Southdown wool your hand must sink	O
Up to the wrist before it find the roots	P
A bed for summer afternoons this grass	Q
But in the Spring not too softly entangling	R
For lively feet to dance on when the green	S
Flashes with daffodils From Marcle way	K
From Dymock Kempley Newent Bromesberrow	B
Redmarley all the meadowland daffodils seem	A
Running in golden tides to Ryton Firs	T
To make the knot of steep little wooded hills	U
Their brightest show O bella et de l'oro	B
Now I breathe you again my woods of Ryton	V
Not only golden with your daffodil fires	T
Lying in pools on the loose dusky ground	W
Beneath the larches tumbling in broad rivers	T
Down sloping grass under the cherry trees	C
And birches but among your branches clinging	R
A mist of that Ferrara gold I first	X
Loved in the easy hours then green with you	Y
And as I stroll about you now I have	Z
Accompanying me like troops of lads and lasses	C
Chattering and dancing in a shining fortune	V
Those mornings when your alleys of long light	A2
And your brown rosin scented shadows were	B
Enchanted with the laughter of my boys	C
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The Voices in the Dream	A
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Follow my heart my dancing feet	B2
Dance as blithe as my heart can beat	B2
Only can dancing understand	C2
What a heavenly way we pass	C
Treading the green and golden land	C2
Daffodillies and grass	C
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I had a song too on my road	D2
But mine was in my eyes	C
For Malvern Hills were with me all the way	K
Singing loveliest visible melodies	C
Blue as a south sea bay	K
And ruddy as wine of France	C
Breadths of new turn'd ploughland under them glowed	D2
'Twas my heart then must dance	C
To dwell in my delight	A2
No need to sing when all in song my sight	A2
Moved over hills so musically made	J
And with such colour played	J
And only yesterday it was I saw	C
Veil'd in streamers of grey wavering smoke	E2
My shapely Malvern Hills	C
That was the last hail storm to trouble spring	R
He came in gloomy haste	F2
Pusht in front of the white clouds quietly basking	R
In such a hurry he tript against the hills	C
And stumbling forward spilt over his shoulders	C
All his black baggage held	G2
Streaking downpour of hail	G
Then fled dismayed and the sun in golden glee	G
And the high white clouds laught down his dusky ghost	H2
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For all that's left of winter	B
Is moisture in the ground	W
When I came down the valley last the sun	V
Just thawed the grass and made me gentle turf	I2
But still the frost was bony underneath	J2
Now moles take burrowing jaunts abroad and ply	G
Their shovelling hands in earth	K2
As nimbly as the strokes	C
Of a swimmer in a long dive under water	B
The meadows in the sun are twice as green	S
For all the scatter of fresh red mounded earth	K2
The mischief of the moles	C
No dullish red Glostershire earth new delved	L2
In April And I think shows fairest where	B
These rummaging small rogues have been at work	M2
If you will look the way the sunlight slants	C
Making the grass one great green gem of light	A2
Bright earth crimson and even	N2
Scarlet everywhere tracks	C
The rambling underground affairs of moles	C
Though 'tis but kestrel bay	K
Looking against the sun	V
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But here's the happiest light can lie on ground	W
Grass sloping under trees	C
Alive with yellow shine of daffodils	C
If quicksilver were gold	O2
And troubled pools of it shaking in the sun	V
It were not such a fancy of bickering gleam	A
As Ryton daffodils when the air but stirs	C
And all the miles and miles of meadowland	C2
The spring makes golden ways	C
Lead here for here the gold	O2
Grows brightest for our eyes	C
And for our hearts lovelier even than love	P2
So here each spring our daffodil festival	G
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How smooth and quick the year	B
Spins me the seasons round	W
How many days have slid across my mind	Q2
Since we had snow pitying the frozen ground	W
Then winter sunshine cheered	R2
The bitter skies the snow	B
Reluctantly obeying lofty winds	C
Drew off in shining clouds	C
Wishing it still might love	P2
With its white mercy the cold earth beneath	J2
But when the beautiful ground	W
Lights upward all the air	B
Noon thaws the frozen eaves	C
And makes the rime on post and paling steam	A
Silvery blue smoke in the golden day	K
And soon from loaded trees in noiseless woods	C
The snows slip thudding down	S2
Scattering in their trail	G
Bright icy sparkles through the glittering air	B
And the fir branches patiently bent so long	T2
Sigh as they lift themselves to rights again	U2
Then warm moist hours steal in	N2
Such as can draw the year's	C
First fragrance from the sap of cherry wood	V2
Or from the leaves of budless violets	C
And travellers in lanes	C
Catch the hot tawny smell	G
Reynard's damp fur left as he sneakt marauding	R
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Across from gap to gap	W2
And in the larch woods on the highest boughs	C
The long eared owls like grey cats sitting still	G
Peer down to quiz the passengers below	B
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Light has killed the winter and all dark dreams	C
Now winds live all in light	A2
Light has come down to earth and blossoms here	B
And we have golden minds	C
From out the long shade of a road high bankt	A2
I came on shelving fields	C
And from my feet cascading	R
Streaming down the land	A2
Flickering lavish of daffodils flowed and fell	G
Like sunlight on a water thrill'd with haste	A2
Such clear pale quivering flame	X2
But a flame even more marvellously yellow	B
And all the way to Ryton here I walkt	A2
Ankle deep in light	A2
It was as if the world had just begun	V
And in a mind new made	A2
Of shadowless delight	A2
My spirit drank my flashing senses in	N2
And gloried to be made	A2
Of young mortality	A2
No darker joy than this	C
Golden amazement now	Y2
Shall dare intrude into our dazzling lives	C
Stain were it now to know	B
Mists of sweet warmth and deep delicious colour	B
Those lovable accomplices that come	Z2
Befriending languid hours	C

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