The school boy loitered on his way to school, Scorning to live so rare a day by rule. So mild the air a pleasure 'twas to breathe, For what seems heaven above was earth beneath. Soured neighbors chatted by the garden pale, Nor quarrelled who should drive the needed nail -- The most unsocial made new friends that day, As when the sun shines husbandmen make hay How long I slept I know not, but at last I felt my consciousness returning fast, For Zephyr rustled past with leafy tread, And heedlessly with one heel grazed my head. My eyelids opened on a field of blue, For close above a nodding violet grew, A part of heaven it seemed, which one could scent, Its blue commingling with the firmament. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYMN TO THE NIGHT by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW LAVENDER'S BLUE (1) by MOTHER GOOSE CONSIDER by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THERE WAS A BOY (VERSION 1) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 7. AL-MAUMIN by EDWIN ARNOLD THE MUSICAL CONQUERERS by PHILIP AYRES |