O YE hours! ye sunny hours! Floating lightly by, Are ye come with birds and flowers, Odours and blue sky? "Yes! we come, again we come, Through the wood-paths free: Bringing many a wanderer home, With the bird and bee." O ye hours! ye sunny hours! Are ye wafting song? Doth wild music stream in showers All the groves among? "Yes! the nightingale is there While the starlight reigns, Making young leaves and sweet air Tremble with her strains" O ye hours! ye sunny hours! In your silent flow, Ye are mighty, mighty powers! Bring ye bliss or woe? "Ask not this -- oh! seek not this! Yield your hearts awhile To the soft wind's balmy kiss, And the heaven's bright smile. "Throw not shades of anxious thought O'er the glowing flowers! We are come with sunshine fraught, Question not the hours!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLADE OF DEAD LADIES by FRANCOIS VILLON MOTLEY: THE GHOST by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE WITCHCRAFT BY A PICTURE by JOHN DONNE ELIOT'S OAK; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW LA BELLA BONA ROBA by RICHARD LOVELACE HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 7 by EZRA POUND A SKETCH by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI BETH GELERT; OR, THE GRAVE OF THE GREYHOUND by WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER TO A YOUNG MAN ON THE PLATFORM OF A SUBWAY EXPRESS by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |