A verse that I liked

[Romantic woman]

Romance

By Mildred Howells


DOWN from a sunken doorstep to the road,
Through a warm garden full of old-time flowers,
Stretches a pathway, where the wrinkled toad
Sits lost in sunlight through long summer hours.

Ah, little dream the passers in the street 5
That there, a few yards from the old house door,
Just where the apple and the pear trees meet,
The noble deeds of old are lived once more!—

That there, within the gold-lit wavering shade,
To Joan of Arc angelic voices sing, 10
And once again the brave inspired maid
Gives up her life for France and for her king.

Or, now no more the fields of France are seen,
They change to England’s rougher, colder shore,
Where rules Elizabeth, the Virgin Queen, 15
Or where King Arthur holds his court once more.

The stupid village folk they cannot see;
Their eyes are old, and as they pass their way,
It only seems to them beneath the tree
They see a little dark-eyed girl at play. 20

[enigma]

Thanks dear for these lines

[dimon]

Thanks, very nice

[Prime Rose]

Thanks alot



Keep on

[rama2006]

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]really ......its very nice

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[زهرة وفى]

thanks my dear

keep on

[#*بلسم جروح*#]

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