Oh! would that I were very far away Among the lanes, with hedges all around, Happily listening to the dreamy sound Of distant sheep-bells, smelling the new hay And all the wild-flowers scattered in my way: Or would that I were lying on some mound Where shade and butterflies and thyme abound, Beneath the trees, upon a sunny day: Or would I strolled beside the mighty sea, The sea before, and the tall cliffs behind; While winds from the warm south might tell to me How health and joy for all men are designed: -- But be I where I may, would I had thee, And heard thy gentle voice, my Mother kind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STORIES ARE MADE OF MISTAKES by JAMES GALVIN THE VALLEY'S SINGING DAY by ROBERT FROST MORAL ESSAYS: EPISTLE 4. TO RICHARD BOYLE, EARL BURLINGTON by ALEXANDER POPE UPON HIS PICTURE by THOMAS RANDOLPH FRANCE; THE 18TH YEAR OF THESE STATES by WALT WHITMAN INVITATION TO A PAINTER: 2 by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM WITHER AWAY by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY |