A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
‘T is eight miles out and eight miles in,
Just at the break of morn.
‘T is ice without and flame within,
To gain a kiss at dawn!
Far, where the Lilac Hills arise
Soft from the misty plain,
A lone enchanted hollow lies
Where I at last drew rein.
Midwinter grips this lonely land,
This stony, treeless waste,
Where East, due East, across the sand,
We fly in fevered haste.
Pull up! the East will soon be red,
The wild duck westward fly,
And make above my anxious head,
Triangles in the sky.
Like wind we go; we both are still
So young; all thanks to Fate!
(It cuts like knives, this air so chill,)
Dear God! if I am late!
Behind us, wrapped in mist and sleep
The Ruined City lies,
(Although we race, we seem to creep!)
While lighter grow the skies.
Eight miles out only, eight miles in,
Good going all the way;
But more and more the clouds begin
To redden into day.
And every snow-tipped peak grows pink
An iridescent gem!
My heart beats quick, with joy, to think
How I am nearing them!
As mile on mile behind us falls,
Till, Oh, delight! I see
My Heart’s Desire, who softly calls
Across the gloom to me.
The utter joy of that First Love
No later love has given,
When, while the skies grew light above,
We entered into Heaven.
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Poems in English
- Little Abigail and the Beautiful Pony by Shel Silverstein
- Listen To The Mustn’ts by Shel Silverstein
- Lemmebesomethin’ by Shel Silverstein
- I’ve Been Working So Hard by Shel Silverstein
- In The Hills Of Shiloh by Shel Silverstein
- In Search Of Cinderella by Shel Silverstein
- I’m So Good That I Don’t Have To Brag by Shel Silverstein
- I’m My Own Grandpa by Shel Silverstein
- If The World Was Crazy by Shel Silverstein
- If I Had A Brontosaurus by Shel Silverstein
- I Once Knew A Woman by Shel Silverstein
- I Can’t Touch The Sun by Shel Silverstein
- I Call That True Love by Shel Silverstein
- Hug O’War by Shel Silverstein
- Hippo’s Hope by Shel Silverstein
- Hector The Collector by Shel Silverstein
- Hard To Please by Shel Silverstein
- Handy Man by Shel Silverstein
- Hamlet As Told On The Street by Shel Silverstein
- For What She Had Done by Shel Silverstein
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Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.