Up The Lane

Once more- to haunt the country lane;  
the hollow and secret bower  
of a melancholy refrain.  

So fit it should begin to rain,  
Autumn send her gloomy shower  
once more to haunt the country lane.  
 
We persist in similar vein,  
in thrall to the timeless power  
of a melancholy refrain:  
 
Set free all sprites to walk again  
if only for a brooding hour,  
once more to haunt the country lane.  
 
But purge from every moonstruck brain  
the worm that blights the blue flowers  
of a melancholy refrain.  
 
And go at will (what to explain?)
come down from ivory towers,  
once more to haunt the country lane  
of a melancholy refrain.