Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WOODLAND BROOK, by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Thou art flowing, thou art flowing Last Line: A deeper fondness o'er me steal. Alternate Author Name(s): L. E. L.; Maclean, Letitia | ||||||||
THOU art flowing, thou art flowing, Oh, small and silvery brook; The rushes by thee growing, And with a patient look The pale narcissus o'er thee bends, Like one who asks in vain for friends. I bring not back my childhood, Sweet comrade of its hours; The music of the wild wood, The colour of the flowers; They do not bring again the dream That haunted me beside thy stream. When black-lettered old romances Made a world for me alone; Oh, days of lovely fancies, Are ye for ever flown? Ye are fled, sweet, vague, and vain, So I cannot dream again. I have left a feverish pillow For thy soothing song; Alas, each fairy billow An image bears along; Look where I will, I only see One face too much beloved by me. In vain my heart remembers What pleasure used to be My past thoughts are but embers Consumed by love for thee. I wish to love thee less -- and feel A deeper fondness o'er me steal. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FELICIA HEMANS by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON THE CASTLE OF CHILLON by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON THE FACTORY; 'TIS AN ACCURSED THING! by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON THE FEMALE CONVICT by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON THE MARRIAGE VOW by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A CHILD SCREENING A DOVE FROM A HAWK, BY STEWARDSON by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A COMPARISON by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A GIRL AT HER DEVOTIONS, BY NEWTON by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A HISTORY OF THE LYRE by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A LADY'S BEAUTY by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON |
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