All in green went my love riding

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All in green went my love riding

Post by Guest on Thu 28 Feb 2008, 11:30 pm

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....... All in green went my love riding
....... on a great horse of gold
....... into the silver dawn.

....... four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
....... the merry deer ran before.

....... Fleeter be they than dappled dreams
....... the swift sweet deer
....... the red rare deer.

....... Horn at hip went my love riding
....... riding the echo down
....... into the silver dawn.

....... four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
....... the level meadows ran before.

....... Softer be they than slippered sleep
....... the lean lithe deer
....... the fleet flown deer.

....... Four fleet does at a gold valley
....... the famished arrows sang before.

....... Bow at belt went my love riding
....... riding the mountain down into the silver dawn.

....... four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
....... the sheer peaks ran before.

....... Paler be they than daunting death
....... the sleek slim deer
....... the tall tense deer.

....... Four tall stags at a green mountain
....... the lucky hunter sang before.

....... All in green went my love riding
....... on a great horse of gold
....... into the silver dawn.

....... four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
....... my heart fell dead before.

* From "Tulips and Chimneys", 1923

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Re: All in green went my love riding

Post by Guest on Sat 14 Jun 2008, 2:13 pm

Mmm! ,again I am not too sure about this .Trapes of hunting and snobery all to common a time for the poet to come from a wealthy background and write for the wealthy.With incoherant jibberish that only they can understand and the pretentious to follow like sheep .I would be writing for the prey and in a way all people from all walks of life can understand .This to me is too full of garbage around a bloodlust hunting female , Who could in their right mind love an animal killer .As I would be thinking ,if she can do that to that poor little animal she does not even know and has never done her any wrong .What might she be capable of doing to me ,if i ruffled her feathers .A poem for bygone times and should be forgotten there where it belongs ,he,he, sorry for being so synical .I have seen too many good people die for causes than to praise an animal killer ,
killing for sport.
Bobby

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