road he came clattering up to the castle keep where the unfortunate major andre was taken and which may even be heard in the dark the countenances of the road that led to it and the bridge itself were thickly shaded by overhanging trees which cast a gloom about it like illtempered housewives with their heads under their wings or buried in the clouds that pass forever flushing round a summer sky (C) 2026 Shane Cooper follow links in the poem, or start new path...