by Ivor (Bertie) Gurney (1890 - 1937)

Lament
Language: English 
The scent of earth breathes 
from the wood near dark 
May we not bring, ere Spring, the life 
that lies in each dim music spark? 
Hear the horn call far on hill 
Now darkling show the wood edges; 
the tales of age on age are breath 
in the cold air sweet in death.

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