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Also available as a \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/myvisibleobject.com\/products\/earrings-pendants-evenlode-poem-hilaire-belloc\" title=\"Pendant Poem\"\u003ependant with Sterling Silver findings.\u003c\/a\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e---\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"poem\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe Evenlode\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eI will not try to reach again,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI will not set my sail alone,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo moor a boat bereft of men\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt Yarnton's tiny docks of stone.\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut I will sit beside the fire,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd put my hand before my eyes,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd trace, to fill my heart's desire,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe last of all our Odysseys.\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe quiet evening kept her tryst:\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBeneath an open sky we rode,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd passed into a wandering mist\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAlong the perfect Evenlode.\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eThe tender Evenlode that makes \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eHer meadows hush to hear the sound \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eOf waters mingling in the brakes, \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eAnd binds my heart to English ground. \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eA lovely river, all alone, \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eShe lingers in the hills and holds \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eA hundred little towns of stone, \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eForgotten in the western wolds.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e---\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe images shown may be of different designs but a good guide to colour and texture.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAll dimensions approximate.\u003cbr\u003eStandard Size: 210 x 210 x 25mm\u003cbr\u003eMaterial: Card and Wood frame.\u003c\/p\u003e","published_at":"2017-11-28T14:30:00+00:00","created_at":"2017-11-28T14:26:35+00:00","vendor":"A Blackbird Sang","type":"Papercut \u0026 Etched Glass","tags":["Evenlode","Frame","Framed","Iconic","Kingfisher","Landscape","Leaf","Papercut","Papercuts","Picture","Poem","Poetry","River","Spring","Willow"],"price":3900,"price_min":3900,"price_max":3900,"available":true,"price_varies":false,"compare_at_price":null,"compare_at_price_min":0,"compare_at_price_max":0,"compare_at_price_varies":false,"variants":[{"id":5738590011430,"title":"Brown \/ Papercut \/ Card","option1":"Brown","option2":"Papercut","option3":"Card","sku":"PAPERCUT_EVENLODE_2VERSES_FRAMED","requires_shipping":true,"taxable":true,"featured_image":{"id":1468180135974,"product_id":421484986406,"position":1,"created_at":"2017-11-28T14:31:50+00:00","updated_at":"2017-11-28T14:32:00+00:00","alt":null,"width":512,"height":512,"src":"https:\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1221\/7730\/products\/evenlode_papercut_complete.jpg?v=1511879520","variant_ids":[5738590011430]},"available":true,"name":"Papercut - Evenlode Poem - Hilaire Belloc - Brown \/ Papercut \/ Card","public_title":"Brown \/ Papercut \/ Card","options":["Brown","Papercut","Card"],"price":3900,"weight":100,"compare_at_price":null,"inventory_quantity":0,"inventory_management":"shopify","inventory_policy":"continue","barcode":""}],"images":["\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1221\/7730\/products\/evenlode_papercut_complete.jpg?v=1511879520","\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1221\/7730\/products\/evenlode_papercut_complete_noframe.jpg?v=1511879520","\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1221\/7730\/products\/evenlode_papercut_detail_2.jpg?v=1511879520","\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1221\/7730\/products\/evenlode_papercut_detail.jpg?v=1511879520","\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1221\/7730\/products\/mvo_evenlode_1_e4e0480e-fdf7-4508-bb81-5701fa601b9c.jpg?v=1511879520","\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1221\/7730\/products\/mvo_evenlode_3_70c7a048-3dbd-4ead-86a5-38d93c947034.jpg?v=1511879520","\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1221\/7730\/products\/mvo_evenlode_2_20b6465b-def4-4b1d-aec4-7823cbb1ee69.jpg?v=1511879520"],"featured_image":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1221\/7730\/products\/evenlode_papercut_complete.jpg?v=1511879520","options":["Colour","FittingType","Material"],"content":"\u003cp\u003eThe Evenlode is a meandering river feeding the River Thames. It runs close to where I work and draw inspiration. This is a poem by Hilaire Belloc which describes the living poetry of this land and riverscape. Framed papercut featuring the last two verses (highlighted). Also available as a \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/myvisibleobject.com\/products\/earrings-pendants-evenlode-poem-hilaire-belloc\" title=\"Pendant Poem\"\u003ependant with Sterling Silver findings.\u003c\/a\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e---\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"poem\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe Evenlode\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eI will not try to reach again,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI will not set my sail alone,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo moor a boat bereft of men\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt Yarnton's tiny docks of stone.\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut I will sit beside the fire,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd put my hand before my eyes,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd trace, to fill my heart's desire,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe last of all our Odysseys.\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe quiet evening kept her tryst:\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBeneath an open sky we rode,\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd passed into a wandering mist\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAlong the perfect Evenlode.\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eThe tender Evenlode that makes \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eHer meadows hush to hear the sound \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eOf waters mingling in the brakes, \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eAnd binds my heart to English ground. \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eA lovely river, all alone, \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eShe lingers in the hills and holds \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eA hundred little towns of stone, \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eForgotten in the western wolds.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e---\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe images shown may be of different designs but a good guide to colour and texture.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAll dimensions approximate.\u003cbr\u003eStandard Size: 210 x 210 x 25mm\u003cbr\u003eMaterial: Card and Wood frame.\u003c\/p\u003e"}

Papercut - Evenlode Poem - Hilaire Belloc

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The Evenlode is a meandering river feeding the River Thames. It runs close to where I work and draw inspiration. This is a poem by Hilaire Belloc which describes the living poetry of this land and riverscape. Framed papercut featuring the last two verses (highlighted). Also available as a pendant with Sterling Silver findings. 

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The Evenlode

I will not try to reach again, 
I will not set my sail alone, 
To moor a boat bereft of men 
At Yarnton's tiny docks of stone. 

But I will sit beside the fire, 
And put my hand before my eyes, 
And trace, to fill my heart's desire, 
The last of all our Odysseys. 

The quiet evening kept her tryst: 
Beneath an open sky we rode, 
And passed into a wandering mist 
Along the perfect Evenlode. 

The tender Evenlode that makes 
Her meadows hush to hear the sound 
Of waters mingling in the brakes, 
And binds my heart to English ground. 

A lovely river, all alone, 
She lingers in the hills and holds 
A hundred little towns of stone, 
Forgotten in the western wolds.

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The images shown may be of different designs but a good guide to colour and texture.

All dimensions approximate.
Standard Size: 210 x 210 x 25mm
Material: Card and Wood frame.