VAGRANT VERSE
COWSLIPS. Cowslips, sweetlips, smelling of tfcc summer, Coming with the cuckoo, bringing i» the May, Lifting heads in pastures, where the cattle spare you, Waiting to be gathered when the children come to play. . . .
Faint and soft and honied, fragrant as the Line’s breath, Wafted airs of cowslips gladden London streets; Yellow-speckled handfuls, penny-worths of sunshine, To the dusty passers they are lavish of their sweets.
Not from London barrows came otnr Irish cowslips. Tossed and cramped and prisoned ail the night they’ve lain; But when morning reddened, lest they should feel strangers. Cowslips from each cutting kept a-nod-ding to the train.
Kindly was the thought for children who this May-time Weave no cowslip necklace, wind no cowslip ball; London parks are gay with beds of guarded blossom, But to pluck and treasure—not a cowslip in them all.
Cowslips, sweetlips, smelling of the country, Coming with the cuckoo, bringing in the May, Straight and tall and slender, springing in the pastures, Wailing to be gathered when the children come to play.
-From "The Dublin Book of Irish Versa," by Stephen Lucius Gwynn,
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Southland Times, Issue 18839, 4 June 1920, Page 4
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184VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 18839, 4 June 1920, Page 4
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