| Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern British Poetry. 1920. |
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| Francis Ledwidge. 1891–1917 |
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| 161. An Evening in England |
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| FROM its blue vase the rose of evening drops; | |
| Upon the streams its petals float away. | |
| The hills all blue with distance hide their tops | |
| In the dim silence falling on the grey. | |
| A little wind said "Hush!" and shook a spray | 5 |
| Heavy with May's white crop of opening bloom; | |
| A silent bat went dipping in the gloom. | |
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| Night tells her rosary of stars full soon, | |
| They drop from out her dark hand to her knees. | |
| Upon a silhouette of woods, the moon | 10 |
| Leans on one horn as if beseeching ease | |
| From all her changes which have stirred the seas. | |
| Across the ears of Toil, Rest throws her veil. | |
| I and a marsh bird only make a wail. | |
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