Musers Afar Will Say
Soon will blow the changed leaves on the Malvern road
Hurtling in tiny charge; and the streams will be strowed
With arrows and shields of a hundred affectionate fields . . .
But who to dear desiring Gloucester will bring good?
Men afar off by strange rivers will say, ‘Now the year
Will be storming and crying triumphant before death there
By Gloucester.’ But who will bring Severn any heart's good,
Full-heralded bright river? They will fear, and they'll remember.
Hurtling in tiny charge; and the streams will be strowed
With arrows and shields of a hundred affectionate fields . . .
But who to dear desiring Gloucester will bring good?
Men afar off by strange rivers will say, ‘Now the year
Will be storming and crying triumphant before death there
By Gloucester.’ But who will bring Severn any heart's good,
Full-heralded bright river? They will fear, and they'll remember.
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