[Dominic Carlone has kindly shared Snatched Away in Beauty's Bloom, his elegantly designed Hallam site at the University of Windsor (from which this document comes), with readers of the Victorian Web.]

The garden trees are busy with the shower
     That fell ere sunset; now methinks they talk,
    Lowly and sweetly as befits the hour,
    One to another down the grassy walk.
Hark the laburnum from his opening flower
    This cherry-creeper greets in whisper light,
    While the grim fir, rejoicing in the night,
    Hoarse mutters to the murmuring sycamore.
What shall I deem their converse? would they hail
    The wild grey light that fronts yon massive cloud,
    Or the half bow, rising like pillared fire?
Or are they sighing faintly for desire
    That with May dawn their leaves may be o'erflowed,
    And dews about their feet may never fail?


Victorian
Overview A. H. Hallam Works

Last modified 8 April 2000.