Lies on the blue and green again!
Dusk, and the curve of field and hollow
Etched in gray when a star appears:
Sunset, ... twilight, ... and dark to follow, ...
And thoughts of you through a mist of tears.
Ruth Guthrie Harding
THE SILLER CROWN
“And ye sall walk in silk attire,
And siller hae to spare,
Gin ye’ll consent to be his bride,