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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RURAL EVENING, by JOHN BYRNE LEICESTER WARREN Poet's Biography First Line: The whip cracks on the plough-team's flank Last Line: And a fiddle scrambling after. Alternate Author Name(s): Lancaster, William P.; Preston, George F.; De Tabley, 3d Baron; De Tabley, Lord Subject(s): Country Life; Evening; Landscape; Sunset; Twilight | |||
THE whip cracks on the plough-team's flank, The thresher's flail beats duller. The round of day has warmed a bank Of cloud to primrose colour. The dairy girls cry home the kine, The kine in answer lowing; The rough-haired louts with sleepy shouts Keep crows whence seed is growing. The creaking wain, brushed through the lane, Hangs straws on hedges narrow; And smoothly cleaves the soughing plough, And harsher grinds the harrow. Comes, from the road-side inn caught up, A brawl of crowded laughter, Thro' falling brooks and cawing rooks And a fiddle scrambling after. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV THE HOUSE OF DUST: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN TWILIGHT COMES by HAYDEN CARRUTH IN THE EVENINGS by LUCILLE CLIFTON NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE NUPTIAL SONG by JOHN BYRNE LEICESTER WARREN |
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