Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PLOUGHMAN, by GORDON BOTTOMLEY Poet's Biography First Line: Under the long fell's stony eaves Last Line: The corn will spring again for me. Subject(s): Corn; Plowing & Plowmen | ||||||||
UNDER the long fell's stony eaves The ploughman, going up and down, Ridge after ridge man's tide-mark leaves, And turns the hard grey soil to brown. Striding, he measures out the earth In lines of life, to rain and sun; And every year that comes to birth Sees him still striding on and on. The seasons change, and then return; Yet still, in blind unsparing ways, However I may shrink or yearn, The ploughman measures out my days. His acre brought forth roots last year; This year it bears the gleamy grain; Next Spring shall seedling grass appear: Then roots and corn and grass again. Five times the young corn's pallid green I have seen spread and change and thrill; Five times the reapers I have seen Go creeping up the far-off hill: And, as the unknowing ploughman climbs Slowly and inveterately, I wonder long how many times The corn will spring again for me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SILVER PLOUGH-BOY by WALLACE STEVENS TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY by ROBERT BURNS THE PLOUGHER [OR PLOWER] by PADRAIC COLUM PLOUGHING THE ROUGHLANDS by HELEN DUNMORE THE PLOUGHMAN by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES HARRY PLOUGHMAN by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS |
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