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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OVERLOOKING THE RIVER STOUR, by THOMAS HARDY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The swallows flew in the curves of an eight Last Line: These less things hold my gaze! Subject(s): England; Rivers; Stour (river), England; English | |||
THE swallows flew in the curves of an eight Above the river-gleam In the wet June's last beam: Like little crossbows animate The swallows flew in the curves of an eight Above the river-gleam. Planing up shavings of crystal spray A moor-hen darted out From the bank thereabout, And through the stream-shine ripped his way; Planing up shavings of crystal spray A moor-hen darted out. Closed were the kingcups; and the mead Dripped in monotonous green, Though the day's morning sheen Had shown it golden and honeybee'd; Closed were the kingcups; and the mead Dripped in monotonous green. And never I turned my head, alack, While these things met my gaze Through the pane's drop-drenched glaze, To see the more behind my back.... O never I turned, but let, alack, These less things hold my gaze! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE GHOSTS IN ENGLAND by ROBINSON JEFFERS STAYING UP FOR ENGLAND by LIAM RECTOR STONE AND FLOWER by KENNETH REXROTH THE HANGED MAN by KENNETH REXROTH ENGLISH TRAIN COMPARTMENT by JOHN UPDIKE AND THERE WAS A GREAT CALM' by THOMAS HARDY |
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