WHENCE comest thou, shady lane? and why and how? Thou, where with idle heart, ten years ago, I wandered, and with childhood's paces slow So long unthought of, and remembered now! Again in vision clear thy pathwayed side I tread, and view thy orchard plots again With yellow fruitage hung, -- and glimmering grain Standing or shocked through the thick hedge espied. This hot still noon of August brings the sight; This quelling silence as of eve or night, Wherein Earth (feeling as a mother may After her travail's latest bitterest throes) Looks up, so seemeth it, one half repose, One half in effort, straining, suffering still. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET TO MRS. REYNOLD'S CAT by JOHN KEATS OLD WAR-DREAMS by WALT WHITMAN EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 10. BLIND LOVE by PHILIP AYRES THREE THINGS by CHRISTOPHER BANNISTER ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES VILE SPRING! by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER |