{"id":7575,"date":"2021-10-17T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-10-17T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=7575"},"modified":"2021-10-17T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2021-10-17T05:00:00","slug":"the-brookside","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/the-brookside\/","title":{"rendered":"The Brookside"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

From <\/em>The Birmingham Age Herald, October 17, 1913<\/em><\/a>. By Richard Monckton Milnes.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I wandered by the brookside,
    I wandered by the mill;
I could not hear the brook flow,
    The noisy wheel was still;
There was no burr of grasshopper,
    No chirp of any bird,
But the beating of my own heart
    Was all the sound I heard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I sat beneath the elm tree;
    I watched the long, long shade,
And as it grew still longer
    I did not feel afraid;
For I listened for a footfall,
    I listened for a word,
But the breathing of my own heart
    Was all the sound I heard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He came not\u2014no, he came not\u2014
    The night came on alone,
The little stars sat one by one,
    Each on his golden throne;
The evening wind passed by my cheek,
    The leaves above were stirred,
But the beating of my own heart
    Was all the sound I heard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fast silent tears were flowing,
    When something stood behind;
A hand was on my shoulder,
    I knew its touch was kind;
It drew me nearer\u2014nearer,
    We did not speak one word,
But the beating of our own hearts
    Was all the sound we heard.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

From The Birmingham Age Herald, October 17, 1913. By Richard Monckton Milnes. I wandered by the brookside,    I wandered by the mill;I could not hear the brook flow,    The noisy wheel was still;There was no burr of grasshopper,    No chirp of any bird,But the beating of my own heart    Was all […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,9],"tags":[256],"class_list":["post-7575","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-the-birmingham-age-herald","tag-richard-monckton-milnes"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7575","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7575"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7575\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7575"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7575"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7575"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}