Home, home from the horizon far and clear, Hither the soft wings sweep; Flocks of the memories of the day draw near The dovecote doors of sleep. Oh, which are they that come through sweetest light Of all these homing birds? Which with the straightest and the swiftest flight? Your words to me, your words!
Song Cycle by Sir Edward Cuthbert Bairstow (1874 - 1946)
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- by Alice Christina Meynell, née Thompson (1847 - 1922), "At night", appears in Other Poems, first published 1896 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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