28 AUGUST 1936, Page 16

A Moment's Escape

A CONTINENT upon my back, Heavy with threats of war, Leaden with tyrannies, I crept away from man. I found a bridle-track At dusk ; heard the night41-...r

Under monotonous skies Shrunken thin and wan.

I knew that solitude enough To ease bewilderment : A yellow-hammer crying _ Of noon-day at day's end, And the grim rooks' rough Call from the firmament. I forgot nations dying, And Europe without- a- friend,.

RICEARD. CUURCIL