The Poems of William Watson by William Watson
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MENSIS LACRIMARUM
(MARCH 1885) March, that comes roaring, maned, with rampant paws, And bleatingly withdraws; March,--'tis the year's fantastic nondescript, That, born when frost hath nipped The shivering fields, or tempest scarred the hills, Dies crowned with daffodils. The month of the renewal of the earth By mingled death and birth: But, England! in this latest of thy years Call it--the Month of Tears. "UNDER THE DARK AND PINY STEEP" Under the dark and piny steep We watched the storm crash by: We saw the bright brand leap and leap Out of the shattered sky. The elements were minist'ring To make one mortal blest; For, peal by peal, you did but cling The closer to his breast. |
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