It was a day of sun and rain, Uncertain as a child's quick moods; And I shall never pass again So blithe a day among the woods. The forest knew you and was glad, And laughed for very joy to know Her child was with her; then, grown sad, She wept, because her child must go. And you would spy and you would capture The shyest flower that lit the grass; The joy I had to watch your rapture Was keen as even your rapture was. The forest knew you and was glad, And laughed and wept for joy and woe. This was the welcome that you had Among the woods of Fontainebleau. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DAY IS DONE by PHOEBE CARY THE LATEST DECALOGUE by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH BATTLE SONG by EBENEZER ELLIOTT THOSE VARIOUS SCALPELS by MARIANNE MOORE WASHINGTON'S MONUMENT, FEBRUARY, 1885 by WALT WHITMAN LONG DELAYED by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM DUNCAN WEIR by ALEXANDER ANDERSON |