Читать книгу Oxford Poetry, 1921 - Группа авторов - Страница 3
ОглавлениеTRESPASSERS
Gauntly outlined, white and still,
Three haystacks peer above the hill;
Three aged rakes thrust sprawlingly
Fantastic tendons to the sky.
In the void and dismal yard
Farmer’s dog keeps rasping guard,
Challenging night’s trespassers,
The solemn legions of the stars;
Growling ignominious scorn
At Cancer and at Capricorn.
The yellow stars, serene and prim,
Tolerantly stare at him.
