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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO WILLIAM BELL SCOTT, by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: The larks are loud above our leagues of whin
Last Line: Shines no less bright his full-sheaved harvest-home.
Subject(s): Friendship; Memory; Sun
First Line: The larks are loud above our leagues of whin
Last Line: Shines no less bright his full-sheaved harvest-home.
Subject(s): Friendship; Memory; Sun
THE larks are loud above our leagues of whin
Now the sun's perfume fills their glorious gold
With odor like the color: all the wold
Is only light and song and wind wherein
These twain are blent in one with shining din.
And now your gift, a giver's kingly-souled,
Dear old fast friend whose honors grow not old,
Bids memory's note as loud and sweet begin.
Though all but we from life be now gone forth
Of that bright household in our joyous north
Where I, scarce clear of boyhood just at end,
First met your hand; yet under life's clear dome,
Now seventy strenuous years have crowned my friend,
Shines no less bright his full-sheaved harvest-home.
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