Unwatch'd, the garden bough shall sway, The tender blossom flutter down, Unloved, that beech will gather brown, This maple burn itself away; Unloved, the sunflower, shining fair, Ray round with flames her disk of seed, And many a rose-carnation feed With summer spice the humming air; Unloved, by many a sandy bar, The brook shall babble down the plain, At noon or when the Lesser Wain Is twisting round the polar star; Uncared for, gird the windy grove, And flood the haunts of hern and crake, Or into silver arrows break The sailing moon in creek and cove; Till from the garden and the wild A fresh association blow, And year by year the landscape grow Familiar to the stranger's child; As year by year the laborer tills His wonted glebe, or lops the glades, And year by year our memory fades From all the circle of the hills. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET TO TARTAR, A TERRIER BEAUTY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE HUDSON by GEORGE SIDNEY HELLMAN DESERT WIFE by NELLIE COOLEY ALDER SONNET DEDICATORY by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER THE CAT AND THE BIRD by GEORGE CANNING SONG TO ONE THAT DESIRED TO KNOW MY MISTRESS by THOMAS CAREW |