Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SWING HIGH, SWING LOW, by MARJORIE COLES SMITH First Line: Laughter trills down from the blossoming Last Line: Then sink to the ground, little maid. Subject(s): Swings | ||||||||
Laughter trills down from the blossoming bough, As the swing sails up in the air. The blue eyes light with a swift delight, And the breeze lifts the golden hair. But slower and shorter, the swinging arc Comes to rest, and moves no more. A long sigh slips from the parted lips, For the recent enchantment is o'er. Oh, sad little girl, you will learn some day That our rapturous moments fade. One instant we rise to the sunlit skies, Then sink to the ground, little maid. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SWING SONG by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM A SWINGING SONG by MARY HOWITT IN THE SWING by BURGES JOHNSON SWINGING by GRACE DENIO LITCHFIELD WINGED YOUTH; ON A BOY SWINGING by DOROTHEA LAWRANCE MANN THE SHOOGY-SHOO by WINTHROP PACKARD A RECEIPT TO CURE A LOVE FIT by ANONYMOUS THE DANCE AT THE LITTLE GILA RANCH by ANONYMOUS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EUGENIA TODD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ROBERT FROST RELATES THE DEATH OF THE TIRED MAN by LOUIS UNTERMEYER |
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