Destroyers and Other Verses/High Upon the Hill You Slumber

by Henry Head

 

She . . .

High upon the hill you slumber;I sit watching by your side,Coloured figures without number,Through the checkered lowland glide.

Far off in a shallow runnel,Silently the brown trains pass,Slip to earth within the tunnel,Like a blind-worm in the grass.

Down the white road by the riverLike a hawk a quick wheel skims,And the darting sunbeams quiver,Flashing from its silver rims.

Far from trouble you are sleeping,New-created to arise:Watch beside you I am keeping,Calm as Eve in Paradise.