Poems (Tynan)/Toby's Hair
TOBY'S HAIR
Brown as salmon streams that hold Wanton sunbeams in their snare, Bronze, and powdered through with gold— Toby's hair.
Swarms of dancing fireflies bright Shed on bracken, everywhere, Till the dark is starred with light— Toby's hair.
Sparks upon a fire of peat Make a delicate flight in air, So with sudden life is lit Toby's hair,
Silk and soft and fairy-spun, Such gold-brown as pansies wear. See, it gathers all the sun, Toby's hair!