DISTANT from the noisy town Sits my @3first@1 and @3next@1 alone, In my ivy-wreathen @3whole,@1 Loved and blessed by many a soul. More than on my @3first,@1 I ween, With his brethren he hath been; But my @3third@1 hath touched his brow, And he waits in silence now; Hoipng soon to see the day When his @3second,@1 far away, May replace his trembling voice: This shall make his @3third@1 rejoice. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PALABRAS CARINOSAS (SPANISH AIR) by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE CHIMNEY SWEEPER, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE HOUSE-TOP; A NIGHT PIECE by HERMAN MELVILLE FOUND' (FOR A PICTURE) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI TO A WESTERN BOY by WALT WHITMAN FRENCH REVOLUTION; AS IT APPEARED TO ENTHUSIASTS AT ITS COMMENCEMENT by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH MEMORY'S DOOR by MARY OTTO ASHER |