He may be envied, who with tranquil breast Can wander in the wild and woodland scene, When Summer's glowing hands have newly drest The shadowy forests, and the copses green; Who, unpursued by care, can pass his hours Where briony and woodbine fringe the trees, On thymy banks reposing, while the bees Murmur "their fairy tunes in praise of flowers;" Or on the rock with ivy clad, and fern That overhangs the osier-whispering bed Of some clear current, bid his wishes turn From this bad world; and by calm reason led, Knows, in refined retirement, to possess By friendship hallow'd -- rural happiness! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 14 by OMAR KHAYYAM FO'C'S'LE YARNS: 1ST SERIES. SPIES ALTERA; TO THE FUTURE MANX POET by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN REMEMBERED SONGS by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON DAY'S END IN DURHAM by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE TO AN UNFORTUNATE WOMAN, WHOM THE AUTHOR HAD KNOWN ... by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |