Again in the verses, “Thoughts at Ajaccio,” she shows a love of the earth and of its fulness, a feeling which has been the birthright of all English writers of good verse from the remotest times.
“Fill me with scent of upturned ground,
Soft perfume from thy bosom drawn.”
This is the feeling that has inspired so many poets, and shows the writer not striving to be modern or filled with strange conceits; but with a love and trust of the brown earth, from which all poets take their birth, and into which they all return.
R. B. Cunninghame Graham.
RUSTIC COURTING
I
WALKING OUT
Upon a Sunday afternoon,
When no one else was by,
The little girl from Hanley way,