Day and Night
Spring on the Plain
Spring on the Plain
Captured and gentled, harnessed to use of man;
Harrowed and harvested, charted to human hold;
With a price branded, noble and savage plain,
Hereto have untold ages swept down water and stones.
Quarried and roaded, sown with essaying grass-seed,
Sown with fleecy herds, scaled by defying fences,
Dog-watched and fire-purged, free, tempestuous mountains,
Hereto uncounted centuries have rolled down boulders and snow.
Blade-sprung paddocks and spaces of pregnant plough,
The man-disposed prospect; and, rounds of misty green,
Soft-spun as seed-balls adrift on level fields,
Willows laced about the course of water-races and streams;
Gold-traced pastures, incrustations on foot-hills
Of bloom-bright gorse-banks, divisional bounds all golden,
Into the glow of molten gold we gaze with eyes undazzled,
And heady fume of this candescence, still undrunken, breathe.
Now is the year’s prize, and slow guerdon of tilth;
Now is replenishment of fine young lambs and calves,
Brown-burnished heifers and new white lambs that frisk
Beside the yellow shield of furze on verdant ground at large;
And all is pavilioned with sheer celestial azure
Hazing the far alps, their turquoise and silver;
And: Life, life, resurgent life! Sings the exalted skylark,
As on the battlements of spring he mounts his joyous guard.
Hereunto the seafaring forefathers were come;
Unknowing, to this dower were we brought from warding womb;
Even to this earth-response, farms, and teeming plain,
Terrestrial stress, recurrent fields, service of sun and rain.
There is no more richness, no riper consummation
Of terrene fate than this conjunction with earth-form,
Search you the wide seas, or fly the empyrean,
Unresting spirits; unto earth the earth-born
Must return, as spiring lark nestles to sod again.