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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Cherry Orchard

Published by Webmaster on 07/30/2003 (2233 reads)
A lad and lass fared forth at dawn

Cherry Orchard

A lad and lass fared forth at dawn
    To pluck the cheerful  cherry;
Their foot-prints pearled the dewy lawn,
    Their laugh was bird-like merry.
When youth and June compose the tune,
    What meaner one can matter?
As high he climbed their voice chimed,
    And silver was their chatter.

He clipped the fruit she gleaned below,
    And ringing was their laughter.
Their cheeks were cherry-like aglow,
    Beneath the leafy rafter.
And then there was a crystal pause
    As soundless as the grave is:
But soon I heard a bell-like bird -
    I think it was a mavis.

A lad and lass returned at eve,
    Hushed by some secret gladness;
Idyllic air they seemed to breath,
    Their eyes lit with sweet madness.
While from the grove I heard a dove,
    To love its note beholden,
No silver speech made each to each,
    Just silence - Oh! How golden!


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