Rooks
Charles Sorley
1895 to 1915
Track 1
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There, where the rusty iron lies,
The yearning to the soul that flies
That know, and cannot put away,
Still trouble all the trees with cries,
Perhaps no man, until he dies,
The rooks are cawing all the day.
The world is half-content. But they
The evening makes the sky like clay.
From day to night, from night to day.
The slow wind waits for night to rise.
Will understand them, what they say.
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