Bleak day has petered out..., by A. Z. Foreman Bleak day has petered out. The bleak night soon /
Puts out a leaden garment on the sky. /
The thickets full of earthly pine now lie /
Before a s...
Day’s rain is done. The rainy mist of night..., by Cecil Maurice Bowra Day’s rain is done. The rainy mist of night /
Spreads on the sky, leaden apparel wearing, /
And through the pine-trees, like a ghost appearing, / ...