The hills step off into whiteness. People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them. The train leaves a line of breath. O slow Horse the colour of rust, Hooves, dolorous bells ---- All morning the Morning has been blackening, A flower left out. My bones hold a stillness, the far Fields melt my heart. They threaten To let me through to a heaven Starless and fatherless, a dark water.
1. Sheep in Fog [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by Sylvia Plath (1932 - 1963), "Sheep in Fog", appears in Ariel, first published 1965
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Language: English
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