SCENE. - A wide stretch of fallow ground recently sown with wheat, and frozen to iron hardness. Three large birds walking about thereon, and wistfully eyeing the surface. Wind keen from north-east: sky a dull grey. Rook. - Throughout the field I find no grain; The cruel frost encrusts the cornland! Starling. - Aye: patient pecking now is vain Throughout the field, I find ... Rook. - No grain! Pigeon. - Nor will be, comrade, till it rain, Or genial thawings loose the lorn land Throughout the field. Rook. - I find no grain: The cruel frost encrusts the cornland! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FESTOONS OF FISHES by ALFRED FRANCIS KREYMBORG MORAL ESSAYS: EPISTLE 2. TO A LADY: OF THE CHARACTERS OF WOMEN by ALEXANDER POPE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: JENNY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 84. DHU'L JADAL WA'L IKRAM by EDWIN ARNOLD SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 17. THE CHILD by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) TRINITIE SUNDAY (FOR A BASE AND TWO TREBLES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THOU LIGHT OF LIFE by BERNARD OF CLAIRVAUX |