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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