What I writ on my holidays - Part 2

Following on from here - inspired by the sonnet On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer by Keats which you can find here, including a facsimile of the manuscript.

Standing on a ha-ha at Hidcote

We have taken the Long Walk,
Courted in the yard
And crossed the Wilderness;
Been amazed
By round-topped pillar and box-cut stilt,
Sheltered Italianate, surrounded
By trompe l’oeil classicals and players,
Stopped to reflect on
The Round, The Old, The Walled,
The Red and The White
Circling underfoot,
Poppy-sated, maple-palmed
By rock and pool and stream,
Now a grand oak-pastured vista,
Sheep-studded
And speckle-cloud umbrated –
We watch and wait.