IVY LANE in Devon, -- That's the place for me! The sweet air mellow With the burden of the bee; High up in heaven The blue, blue glow; But Ivy Lane in London, -- O no, no! Bare walls sullen In the grim gray air; Close-shut windows With a cold blank stare; Never lark or linnet A-warbling low; Ivy Lane in London, -- O no, no! But Ivy Lane in Devon, -- Sunlight and song, And beauty of blossoms The glad day long; Then love in the twilight With starry eyes aglow . . . Ivy Lane in London, -- O no, no! Ivy Lane in London, -- Stress and strain and strife, All of the sweetness Hurried out of life! But far from the clamor By the wide west sea, Ivy Lane in Devon, -- That's the place for me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPILOGUE TO LESSING'S LAOCOON by MATTHEW ARNOLD ELEGIAC SONNET TO A MOPSTICK by WILLIAM BECKFORD A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 2 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE GLEN by JOHN BROWN (1810-1882) AN ARGUMENT FOR DAVID'S BELIEF OF A FUTURE STATE by JOHN BYROM THE DOUBLE SKEIN by ALICE CARY |