And Now.
And now the high heath
crimples its leaves
with furze and ling
to mix drying patches
with summer\'s brash glitter.
And now autumn seeds
drop in chill breezes
as purpling hills
furnish brown batches
of ferns for first kindlings.
And now hearth-fire needs
adorn cottage beams
hung to greet winter
in old drying fashion
for heat, all hands willing.
And now round hawed fields
life sees winter feed
once more fresh-ripened
for next spring to yield
new offspring thru\' foresight.