• The hill pines were sighing, O'ercast and chill was the day; A mist in the valley lying Blotted the pleasant May.

    Robert Bridges: The hill pines were sighing, 
 O'ercast and chill was the day; 
 A mist in the valley lying 
 Blotted the pleasant May.
    Robert Bridges (1899). “Poetical Works of Robert Bridges: Shorter poems. New poems. Notes”