Many a Mickle

Many a Mickle escrito por Walter de la Mare

Peacock Pie (1913)

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A LITTLE sound -
Only a little, a little -
The breath in a reed,
A trembling fiddle;
The trumpet's ring,
The shuddering drum;
So all the glory, bravery, hush
Of music come.

A little sound -
Only a stir and a sigh
Of each green leaf
Its fluttering neighbour by;
Oak on to oak,
The wide dark forest through -
So o'er the watery wheeling world
The night winds go.

A little sound,
Only a little, a little -
The thin high drone
Of the simmering kettle.
The gathering frost.
The click of needle and thread;
Mother, the fading wall, the dream,
The drowsy bed.

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