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EXMOOR VERSES: 2. SATURN by ARTHUR THOMAS QUILLER-COUCH

Poet Analysis

First Line: FROM MY FARM, FROM HER FARM
Last Line: THE PLANET SATURN BURNED.
Subject(s): FARM LIFE; KISSES; AGRICULTURE; FARMERS;
FROM my farm, from hèr farm
Furtively we came.
In either home a hearth was warm:
We nursed a hungrier flame.

Our feet were foul with mire,
Our faces blind with mist;
But all the night was naked fire
About us where we kiss'd.

To hèr farm, to my farm,
Loathing we returned;
Pale beneath a gallows' arm
The planet Saturn burned.



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