J. Peterson
Arras
I WENT and walked by Arras
In the dim uncertain night;
I went and walked by Arras
In the dazzling noonday light;
First, I saw a fairy glamour—
Later, 'twas another sight.
Out by Arras in the night-time,
Star-shells in the starlit sky
Showered like wild silver raindrops
From a fountain scattered high,
Like the silver scales of fishes
In the tideway curving by.
Out by Arras in the night-time
There were glints of red and green
Like the glow of fairy camp-fires
In some hidden high wood seen,
Like the day-dawn of the night-land
Where no man has ever been.
Out by Arras in the day-time
There stretched broad the sun-parched sand
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