England and Yesterday

<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</SPAN><br/><SPAN name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</SPAN></span></p> <h2>I.<br/><small>THE TOW-PATH.</small></h2> <div class="poetry-container"> <div class="poetry"> <div class="verse">Furrow to furrow, oar to oar succeeds,</div> <div class="verse">Each length away, more bright, more exquisite;</div> <div class="verse">The sister shells that hither, thither flit,</div> <div class="verse">Strew the long stream like dropping maple-seeds.</div> <div class="verse">A comrade on the marge now lags, now leads,</div> <div class="verse">Who with short calls his pace doth intermit:</div> <div class="verse">An angry Pan, afoot; but if he sit,</div> <div class="verse">Auspicious Pan among the river reeds.</div> <div class="verse">West of the glowing hay-ricks, (tawny-black,</div> <div class="verse">Where waters by their warm escarpments run),</div> <div class="verse">Two lovers, slowly crossed from Kennington,</div> <div class="verse">Print in the early dew a married track,</div> <div class="verse">And drain the aroma’d eve, and spend the sun,</div> <div class="verse">Ere, in laborious health, the crews come back.</div> </div></div> <hr> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />