THE RAILWAY LINE AT ARLEY
Along those banks as oft we strolled
We watched the plants and flowers unfold
From early Spring to Autumn's close
Each week with changing colours rose
The loveliest gems, by nature planted
In vast profusion; flowers tall and bold
Tended by none - yet glorious to behold.
A wondrous show the year uncloses
Of snowdrops, bluebells and primroses,
Spikes of broom all splashed with yellow
Daisies, hare-bells and marshmallow
Poppies, foxgloves, fern and heather
Intimately grow together
Conspiring each to play a part
In cheering the eye, and gladdening the heart
Come! Walk with me along that way
In Springtime, say, sometime in May
When all the earth is paintd green
There pause awhile; admire the scene
And listen to the warbler's song
Where Severn's silver flows along
With swift serenity, and to distant motion
Adown its headlong trek to ocean.
Back to 1926
Copyright © A.H.Pardoe and W.D.Pardoe
1991