GREEN, green, The cypress on the mound. Firm, firm, The boulder in the stream. Man's life lived within this world, Is like the sojourning of a hurried traveller. A cup of wine together will make us glad, And a little friendship is no little matter. Yoking my chariot I urge my stubborn horses. I wander about in the streets of Wan and Lo. In Lo Town how fine everything is! The "Caps and Belts" go seeking each other out. The great boulevards are intersected by lanes, Wherein are the town-houses of Royal Dukes. The two palaces stare at each other from afar, The twin gates rise a hundred feet. By prolonging the feast let us keep our hearts gay, And leave no room for sadness to creep in. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: THE GOVERNOR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ANGLOSAXON STREET by EARL (EARLE) BIRNEY GREEN RIVER by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT RUPERT BROOKE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON WHY THUS LONGING by HARRIET WINSLOW SEWALL TO THE LADY IN THE CHIMSETTE WITH BLACK BUTTONS by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS |