Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh: The sun has left the lea, The orange flower perfumes the bower, The breeze is on the sea, The lark, his lay who thrilled all day, Sits hushed his partner nigh: Breeze, bird, and flower, confess the hour, But where is County Guy? -- The village maid steals through the shade, Her shepherd's suit to hear; To beauty shy, by lattice high, Sings high-born Cavalier; The star of Love, all stars above, Now reigns o'er earth and sky, And high and low the influence know -- But where is County Guy? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHAT MY LOVER SAID by HOMER GREENE NOVEMBER BLUE by ALICE MEYNELL HE WROTE THE HISTORY BOOK,' IT SAID by MARIANNE MOORE NEURASTENIA by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON SONNET: 5 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE NIGHTINGALE by PHILIP SIDNEY LITTLE GOLDENHAIR by F. BURGE SMITH |