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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EVENING SONG, by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT Poet's Biography First Line: I stood on the mountain summit Last Line: The home that is mine, above. Alternate Author Name(s): Raimar, Freidmund | |||
I STOOD on the mountain summit, At the hour when the sun did set; I mark'd how it hung o'er the woodland The evening's golden net. And, with the dew descending, A peace on the earth there fell— And nature lay hushed in quiet, At the voice of the evening bell. I said, "O heart, consider What silence all things keep, And with each child of the meadow Prepare thyself to sleep! "For every flower is closing In silence its little eye; And every wave in the brooklet More softly murmureth by. "The weary caterpillar Hath nestled beneath the weeds; All wet with dew now slumbers The dragon-fly in the reeds. "The golden beetle hath laid him In a rose-leaf cradle to rock; Now went to their nightly shelter The shepherd and his flock. "The lark from on high is seeking In the moistened grass her nest; The hart and the hind have laid them In their woodland haunt to rest. "And whoso owneth a cottage To slumber hath laid him down; And he that roams among strangers In dreams shall behold his own." And now doth a yearning seize me, At this hour of peace and love, That I cannot reach the dwelling, The home that is mine, above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AMARYLLIS by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT AN EVENING SONG by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT AT FORTY YEARS by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT BARBAROSSA by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT BEFORE THE DOORS by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT COSSACK'S WINTER SONG by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT FROM MY CHILDHOOD DAYS by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT GREEDINESS PUNISHED by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT |
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