O THE music of thy name, Peoria! When with May thy meadows flame, When the wild crab woos the bees To its bowers, and Judas-trees Tint thy budding woods with red; When from all thy groves and leas, As if grief and care were dead, And life and joy forever wed, Bluebirds, thrushes, orioles, In rapturous song pour forth their souls; Then I know 'twas first in May Thy Indian lovers came this way, And, tranced with bloom and song of bird, Coined thee this melodious word — Sweet as far-off bugle note Fall the syllables and float — Peoria! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE'S APPARITION AND EVANISHMENT; AN ALLEGORICAL ROMANCE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE NIGHT COURT by RUTH COMFORT MITCHELL ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 25 by PHILIP SIDNEY PSALM 133 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 25, ASKING FOR HER HEART (3) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE SPIRIT IS TRUE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE TO THE RAINBOW by THOMAS CAMPBELL BALLAD TO THE TUNE - 'ONCE I LOVED A MAIDEN FAIR' by PATRICK CAREY |