Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THEY WHO PREPARE MY EVENING MEAL BELOW, by HENRY DAVID THOREAU Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: With such secure delight they hardly seemed to flow Subject(s): Sounds | ||||||||
They who prepare my evening meal below Carelessly hit the kettle as they go With tongs or shovel, And ringing round and round, Out of this hovel It makes an eastern temple by the sound. At first I thought a cow bell right at hand Mid birches sounded o'er the open land, Where I plucked flowers Many years ago, Spending midsummer hours With such secure delight they hardly seemed to flow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SKY SINGS by DENISE DUHAMEL WHEN BREATHLESS NOON HATH PAUSED ON HILL AND VALE by HENRY DAVID THOREAU GREAT FRIEND by HENRY DAVID THOREAU INDEPENDENCE by HENRY DAVID THOREAU INSPIRATION (2) by HENRY DAVID THOREAU KNOWLEDGE by HENRY DAVID THOREAU MY LIFE by HENRY DAVID THOREAU MY PRAYER by HENRY DAVID THOREAU ON THE SUN COMING OUT IN THE AFTERNOON by HENRY DAVID THOREAU |
|