@3Sun-warmed, where Hudson meets the sea, My motley-blossomed croft is sown -- A desert inn that cheers the bee Astray amid our wastes of stone -- Where pansies raise their velvet heads, Where lilies nod to hollyhocks Across the sweet-alyssum beds; And tiger-bells and four-o'clocks, Right neighborly, together grow -- The wild and tame, the red and white; And here I spend the hour of glow Ere moths and bats bring in the night. And here my chair's a ducal throne; I rule a fief in Fairyland, Though scarce to any serf is known My puissant, scepter-wielding hand. Unchecked, his subterrene abode That Earth-gnome Worm may dig with zeal, Nor shall I balk the Ogre Toad Who marks him for a horrid meal! Those gay Zingaras of the breeze, The air-delighting Butterflies, Have come to woo my trellised peas That mock so well their forms and dyes. I know yon dart of emerald light That shakes the arbor's dewy shower! The Humming-bird, bold errant knight, Is tilting with the trumpet-flower! Unthanked, unknown, aloof, benign, By wayward whim alone controlled, Like him that ruled in ease divine The careless, lawless Age of Gold, So do I hold Saturnian reign Till one transcending day, I ween, Shall welcome to her leal domain My Suzeraine -- the Faery Queen.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WASTE LAND (1-5, COMPLETE) by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT THE RIGHT MUST WIN by FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 12 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE RAJPOOT WIFE by EDWIN ARNOLD TO SWEET MEAT, SOUR SAUCE; AN IMITATION OF THEOCRITUS OR ANACREON by PHILIP AYRES |