Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон)

On the Snow

I knew no woman, child, or man
Had been before my steps to-day.
By Dippel Woods the snow-lanes ran
Soft and uncrushed above their clay;
But little starry feet had traced
Their passages as though in words,
And all those lanes of snow were laced
With runnings of departed birds.

1. Sonnets. 12. I hear love answer: Since within the mesh
2. Three Miles to Penn
3. Sonnets. 4. Wilt thou put seals on love because men say
4. Six Green Singers
5. Two Choruses from “Merlin in Broceliande”

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