Poem

Made some more sales on eBay so took them up to the Post Office to get them out of the way. I've seen this plaque before on the wall by the church - Roselands is now quite a modern housing estate, but I guess in Robert Bridges' day is was different.

I am not familiar with his work so googled it and this one came up, which is quite evocative, I think:

The Evening Darkens Over
BY ROBERT BRIDGES
The evening darkens over
After a day so bright
The windcapt waves discover
That wild will be the night.
There’s sound of distant thunder.

The latest sea-birds hover
Along the cliff’s sheer height;
As in the memory wander
Last flutterings of delight,
White wings lost on the white.

There’s not a ship in sight;
And as the sun goes under
Thick clouds conspire to cover
The moon that should rise yonder.
Thou art alone, fond lover.