A SHROPSHIRE LAD
By
Interspersed among the poems are fourteen full-page ink drawings, somewhat heavy in style and somber in mood. Several show couples in various states of decorous affection and one unfortunate efflorescence is literally that: accompanying ""The rose-lipt girls are sleeping/ In fields where roses fade"" is a rose bush apparently sprouting heavy-lidded heads. They do have a fin de siecle steaminess, maybe too much.