WOODS IN JUNE 



Here dwell tiny Maltese crosses of yellow tor- 

 meutil, the fine white lace of the heath bedstraw, 

 the frail crumpled gold of new-born rock-rose, 

 soon to fade, daintiest harebells swaying in the 

 breeze, the golden claw of the bird's-foot trefoil, and, 



THE BRACKEN PATCHWORK OF THE HILLS 

 WHERK GROWS THE YELLOW TORMENTIL 



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