O SPREAD agen your leaves an' flow'rs, Luonesome woodlands! zunny woodlands! Here underneath the dewy show'rs O warm-âir'd spring-time, zunny woodlands. As when, in drong ar oben groun', Wi' happy buoyish heart I voun' The twitt'ren birds a' builden roun' Your high-bough'd hedges, zunny woodlands. Ya gie'd me life, ya gie'd me jày, Luonesome woodlands, zunny woodlands; Ya gie'd me health as in my plây I rambled droo ye, zunny woodlands. Ya gie'd me freedom var to rove In âiry meäd, ar shiady grove; Ya gie'd me smilen Fanny's love, The best ov al o't, zunny woodlands. My vust shill skylark whiver'd high, Luonesome woodlands, zunny woodlands, To zing below your deep-blue sky An' white spring-clouds, O zunny woodlands, An' boughs o' trees that oonce stood here, Wer glossy green the happy year That gie'd me oon I lov'd so dear An' now ha lost, O zunny woodlands. O let me rove agen unspied, Luonesome woodlands, zunny woodlands, Along your green-bough'd hedges' zide, As then I rambled, zunny woodlands. An' wher the missèn trees oonce stood, Ar tongues oonce rung among the wood, My memory shall miake em good, Though you've a-lost em, zunny woodlands. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DIORAMA PAINTER AT THE MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY by KAREN SWENSON ONLY A YEAR' by HARRIET BEECHER STOWE WHEN THE FOLKS COME ALONG by FREDERICK L. ALLEN ON THE MANTLEPIECE by JAMES LANE ALLEN PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 9. AL-HATHIM by EDWIN ARNOLD |