Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

FRANCES CORNFORD . AUTUMN EVENING . THE shadows flickering , the daylight dying , And I upon the old red sofa lying , The great brown shadows leaping up the wall , The sparrows twittering ; and that is all . I thought to send my soul to far - off lands , Where fairies scamper on the wind - swept sands , Or where the autumn rain comes drumming down On huddled roofs in an enchanted town . But , O my sleepy soul , it will not roam , It is too happy and too warm at home ; With just the shadows leaping up the wall , The sparrows twittering ; and that is all . THE MOUNTAINS IN WINTER . I INUTTERABLY far , and still , and high , The mountains stand against the sunset sky , O little angry heart , against your will , You must grow quiet here , and wise , and still . 41