Page:The Complete Poems of Francis Ledwidge, 1919.djvu/102

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A MEMORY

I thought to watch the stars come spark by spark
Out on the muffled night, and watch the moon
Go round the full, and turn upon the dark,
And sharpen towards the new, and waiting watch
The grand Kaleidoscope of midnight noon
Change colours on the dew, where high hills notch
The low and moony sky. But who dare cast
One brief hour's horoscope, whose tunéd ear
Makes every sound the music of last year?
Whose hopes are built up in the door of Past?


No, not more silent does the spider stitch
A cobweb on the fern, nor fogdrops fall

On sheaves of harvest when the night is rich