Now all day long we wander hand in hand, And taste of love in many wondrous ways; And still my fingers tremble with amaze To find they rest in hers at her command; We sit together in the sweet corn-land, Her light head quivering on my sunburnt throat, The while the gold threads of her loose hair float Along my shoulder by the light wind fanned: And thus for many days we lightly played Shepherd and shepherdess with mimic crook, And sunned and shaded in the elm-tree's nook; Until the newness of our love decayed, And then we rose and left the heights and strayed Along the glen and down beside the brook. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CORN SONG by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR PIRATE STORY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON LE MARAIS DU CYNGE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER WHEN LOVE GROWS COLD by LUMAN R. BOWDISH ABANDON by LORENE BYRNES BURNS TEN YEARS HAVE PASSED; ON VIEWING WAR GRAVES AT VERDUN, 1928 by DON MAITLAND BUSHBY A DIALOGUE ABOUT COMPELLING A PERSON TO TAKE OATHS TO THE GOVERNMENT by JOHN BYROM |