Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON LONDON STONES; RONDEAU, by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: On london stones I sometimes sigh Last Line: On london stones! Alternate Author Name(s): Dobson, Austin Subject(s): London | ||||||||
ON London stones I sometimes sigh For wider green and bluer sky; -- Too oft the trembling note is drowned In this huge city's varied sound; -- 'Pure song is country born' -- I cry. Then comes the spring, -- the months go by, The last stray swallows seaward fly; And I -- I too! -- no more am found On London stones! In vain! -- the woods, the fields deny That clearer strain I fain would try; Mine is an urban Muse, and bound By some strange law to paven ground; Abroad she pouts; -- she is not shy On London stones! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WHARF ON THAMES-SIDE: WINTER DAWN by LAURENCE BINYON THE IDLER'S CALENDAR: MAY. THE LONDON SEASON by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT A LONDON THOROUGHFARE, 2 A.M. by AMY LOWELL SPRING WIND IN LONDON by KATHERINE MANSFIELD A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG LONDON, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE A FANCY FROM FONTENELLE by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON |
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