Excerpt from Battle
I sit beside the brazier"s glow,
And, drowsing in the heat,
I dream of daffodils that blow
And lambs that frisk and bleat -
Black lambs that frolic in the snow
Among the daffodils,
In a far orchard that I Это и многое другое вы найдете в книге Battle (Classic Reprint) (Wilfrid Wilson Gibson)