Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TEWKESBURY ROAD, by JOHN MASEFIELD



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First Line: It is good to be out on the road, and going one knows not where
Last Line: At the noise of the lambs at play and the dear wild cry of the birds.
Alternate Author Name(s): Masefield, John Edward
Subject(s): Animals; Wandering & Wanderers


IT is good to be out on the road, and going one knows not where,
Going through meadow and village, one knows not whither nor why;
Through the grey light drift of the dust, in the keen cool rush of the air,
Under the flying white clouds, and the broad blue lift of the sky.

And to halt at the chattering brook, in the tall green fern at the brink
Where the harebell grows, and the gorse, and the foxgloves purple and white;
Where the shy-eyed delicate deer come down in a troop to drink
When the stars are mellow and large at the coming on of the night.

O, to feel the beat of the rain, and the homely smell of the earth,
Is a tune for the blood to jig to, a joy past power of words;
And the blessed green comely meadows are all a-ripple with mirth
At the noise of the lambs at play and the dear wild cry of the birds.





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