The years passed by, and my pure love For Nature did no longer grow: 'I'll get that love back soon,' thought I -- 'By living with more men than now.' But I made enemies; so I Return to Nature, where my pain Shall be forgotten, and my love For humankind come back again. When through the woods and fields I go, No thought is mine of human care; Under a rainbow's jewelled arch, No foe can find a lodgment there; And when our fearless nightingales Sing in a summer's thunderstorm, Like choir boys when an organ's played -- Where are such tongues as whisper harm? So, with this changed and sweeter mind, Nature for me has saved mankind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PHOENIX REBORN FROM ITS ASHES by LOUIS ARAGON A SONNET. OF LOVE by PHILIP AYRES TO HIS DEAR FRIEND THOMAS RANDOLPH, ON HIS COMEDY 'THE JEALOUS LOVERS' by RICHARD BENEFIELD EPITAPH ON ONE DROWNED IN THE SNOW by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) A GENUINE DIALOGUE BETWEEN A GENTLEWOMAN AT DERBY AND HER MAID by JOHN BYROM TO MR. MURRAY (3) by GEORGE GORDON BYRON CHARADES: 6 by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY OFFICER BRADY; THE MODERN RECRUIT by ROBERT WILLIAM CHAMBERS |