Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон)

On the Snow

I knew no woman, child, or man
Had been before my steps to-day.
By Dippel Woods the snow-lanes ran
Soft and uncrushed above their clay;
But little starry feet had traced
Their passages as though in words,
And all those lanes of snow were laced
With runnings of departed birds.

1. Sonnets. 9. Love Needs not Two the Render It Complete
2. Sonnets. 7. When I see two delay their wings at heaven
3. Pan-Worship
4. Sonnets. 1. Man Cannot Be a Sophist to His Heart
5. Vagrant Songs

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