Forth I must by hedgerow bowers To look at the leaves uncurled And stand in the fields where cuckoo flowers Are lying about the world. |
I have still the flavour, Soft as spring wind that's come from birchen bowers. |
And in the bowers of the fields and verges, we hear them in our restless sleep, in mirth. |
Symbols of evangelists with half-human, half-animal eyes and wings, are interwoven with the leafy bowers of cupids. |
Could these bowers emanate from an aesthetic appreciation comparable to that manifest in human art? |
The party dashed beneath the bowers of the first trees and all of them collapsed onto the ground, breathing heavily. |