Poems From "A Shropshire Lad" - LIX - The Isle Of Portland

"On moonlit heath and lonesome bank     The sheep beside me graze;     And yon the gallows used to clank     Fast by the four cross ways."

"From Clee to heaven the beacon burns,     The shires have seen it plain,     From north and south the sign returns     And beacons burn again."

"Along the fields as we came by     A year ago, my love and I,     The aspen over stile and stone     Was talking to itself alone.     "Oh who"

"The sigh that heaves the grasses     Whence thou wilt never rise     Is of the air that passes     And knows not if it sighs.     The diamond"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"