Twilight-I-John Masefield
TWILIGHT
I
Twilight it is, and far woods are dim, and the
rooks cry and call.
Down in the valley the lamps, and the mist, and
a star over all,
There by the rick, where they thresh, is the drone
at an end,
Twilight it is, and I travel the road with my friend.
JOHN MASEFIELD
Summary: In John Masefield's poem 'Twilight I,' the scene is set with dim woods, the cries of rooks, and the presence of lamps, mist, and a star in the valley. The speaker and their friend travel the road near a threshing rick, as the day transitions into twilight.
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