‘Beautiful, wearied head’ 34484Poemfrom The Burning of the Leaves (number 4) by Laurence Binyonfirst line (public domain): Beautiful, wearied headLeant back against the arm upthrown behind,Why are your eyes closed? Is it that they fearSight of these vast horizons shuddering redAnd drawing near and near?1942Language: EnglishCategoriesWar and Peace » Conflicts » World War II Locations in Harold's LibraryThe Burning of the Leaves (booklet)page 5Array ( [_last_editor_used_jetpack] => Array ( [0] => classic-editor ) [_edit_lock] => Array ( [0] => 1618948644:1 ) [_edit_last] => Array ( [0] => 1 ) [inlibrary] => Array ( [0] => "34479"*p5 ) [from] => Array ( [0] => "34480"|4 ) [firstline] => Array ( [0] => Beautiful, wearied head / Leant back against the arm upthrown behind, / Why are your eyes closed? Is it that they fear / Sight of these vast horizons shuddering red / And drawing near and near?|p ) [site-sidebar-layout] => Array ( [0] => default ) [site-content-layout] => Array ( [0] => default ) [theme-transparent-header-meta] => Array ( [0] => default ) [stick-header-meta] => Array ( [0] => default ) ) Post navigation ← Previous PoemNext Poem → Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name* Email* Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.