Chapter 14 - (VERSO)
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A woodland lane where ferns grew green and tall,
And beeches wove their branches overhead,
All silence save some wild bird’s passing call
Or the swift echoing of a rabbit’s tread,
‘Neath those green arches fear and strife were dead.
Blue smiled the sky where thro’ the fir-trees green
The summer sunshine fell in golden sheaves,
And shyly from beneath their mossy screen
With half averted face as one who grieves,
Blue violets peeped thro’ last
And one was there with me whose voice and smile
In keeping seemed with those fair joyous hours!
A face where Nature set her every wile
And laughing leaves eyes blue as the sweet spring flowers
When wet with tear-drops of the Maytime showers
TEXT ANNOTATION
From "The Violet's Spell."
TEXT ANNOTATION
"thro' last": The rest of this line reads "year's withered leaves" in the published version of the poem. Perhaps this version was hastily copied, or perhaps Montgomery added the missing words when she typed it. The poem makes sense without the addition, however. In fact, it focuses more closely on the violets without the added words.