CONTENTS

The Crane
The Lighthouse
The Money
The Snow
Red Fox
The Ovens

Thanks are due to the editors of THE ENGLISH REVIEW,RHYTHM and THE NATION for leave to reprint some ofthese tales.

FIRES

THE CRANE

The biggest crane on earth, it lifts

Two hundred ton more easily

Than I can lift my heavy head:

And when it swings, the whole world shifts,

Or so, at least, it seems to me,

As, day and night, adream I lie

Upon my crippled back in bed,

And watch it up against the sky.

My mother, hunching in her chair,

Day-long, and stitching trousers there--

At three-and-three the dozen pair...

She'd sit all night, and stitch for me,

Her son, if I could only wear...

She never lifts her eyes to see

The big crane swinging through the air.

But, though she has no time to talk,

She always cleans the window-pane,

That I may see it, clear and plain:

And, as I watch it move, I walk

Who never walked in all my days...

And, often, as I dream agaze,

I'm up and out: and it is I

Who swing th

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