Affectest thou the pleasures of the shade And pastoral customs of the olden time, When gentle shepherd piped to gentle maid On oaten reed, his quaint and antique rhyme? Then welcome to the green and mossy nook, The forest dark and silver poppling brook, And flowers in fragrant indolence that blossom On the sequestered valley's sloping bosom ''" Where in the leafy halls glad strains are pealing, The woodland songsters' amorous thoughts revealing: Look how the morning's eager kisses wake The clouds that guard the Orient, blushing red ''" Behold heaven's phantom-chasing Sovereign shake The golden honours of his graceful head Above that earth his day-dawn saw so fair! ''" Now damsels lithe trip lightsomely away, To bathe their clustered brows and bosoms bare In virgin dews of budding, balmy May! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WESTERN MORNING by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG THE PIONEER'S FIELD by RICHARD BECK TO KEEP THE PEACE by DANIEL GARNETT BICKERS NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 8 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT TO SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT UPON .. FIRST TWO BOOKS OF GONDIBERT by ABRAHAM COWLEY |