Mindful of you the sodden earth in spring, And all the flowers that in the springtime grow, And dusty roads, and thistles, and the slow Rising of the round moon, all throats that sing The summer through, and each departing wing, And all the nests that the bared branches show, And all winds that in any weather blow, And all the storms that the four seasons bring. You go no more on your exultant feet Up paths that only mist and morning knew, Or watch the wind, or listen to the beat Of a bird's wings too high in air to view, -- But you were something more than young and sweet And fair, -- and the long year remembers you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE AND DEATH by SARA TEASDALE MY HEART IS HEAVY by SARA TEASDALE JOHN MOULDY by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE TO DAFFODILS by ROBERT HERRICK ORANGE BUDS BY MAIL FROM FLORIDA by WALT WHITMAN VERSES FOR CHILDREN: CHRISTMAS TREE by ZEDA K. AILES IN ANSWER TO QUESTION FROM GREEK GRAMMAR: WHAT FUTURES SPEAK by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |