She came among us from the south, And made the north her home awhile; Our dimness brightened in her smile, Our tongue grew sweeter in her mouth. We chilled beside her liberal glow, She dwarfed us by her ampler scale, Her full-blown blossom made us pale -- She summer-like and we like snow. We Englishwomen, trim, correct, All minted in the selfsame mould, Warm-hearted but of semblance cold, All-courteous out of self-respect. She, woman in her natural grace, Less trammelled she by lore of school, Courteous by nature not by rule, Warm-hearted and of cordial face. So for awhile she made her home Among us in the rigid north, She who from Italy came forth And scaled the Alps and crossed the foam. But, if she found us like our sea, Of aspect colourless and chill, Rock-girt -- like it she found us still Deep at our deepest, strong and free. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AUGUST MOONRISE by SARA TEASDALE NEEDLE THREADER IN NEED OF A NEEDLE by DARA WIER ECHO AND SILENCE by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES THE BOBOLINKS by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH AURENG-ZEBE, OR THE GREAT MOGUL: PROLOGUE by JOHN DRYDEN BEETHOVEN'S THIRD SYMPHONY by RICHARD HOVEY RECONCILIATION by WALT WHITMAN THE IMPROVISATORE: THE INDUCTION TO THE FIRST FYTTE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |