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First Line: Like breaking surf, white clouds unfolding lie
Last Line: His sowing, for man's infinite delight.
Subject(s): Sonnet (as Literary Form)


Like breaking surf, white clouds unfolding lie
Etched with lines of fire on indigo blue
Against ensuing twilight in a few
Fantastic floating shapes that form and die
(Clouds in a pageant guilded as they fly)—
While far below the river silvers through
Lush fragrant grass a-sheen with evening dew,
And swans' sharp silhouettes outline the sky.

Thatched cottage windows glint with coming night—
The clock has stopped—time's silent hours sleep—
Yet songs of Rupert Brook sing on and leap
Into the mind. At Byron's Pool swift flight
Of thought (the poet's mood) reflects to reap
His sowing, for man's infinite delight.





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