A roar thro' the tall twin elm-trees <br />The mustering storm betrayed: <br />The South-wind seized the willow <br />That over the water swayed. <br /> <br />Then fell the steady deluge <br />In which I strove to doze, <br />Hearing all night at my window <br />The knock of the winter rose. <br /> <br />The rainy rose of winter! <br />An outcast it must pine. <br />And from thy bosom outcast <br />Am I, dear lady mine.<br /><br />George Meredith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-roar-through-the-tall-twin-elm-trees/
