Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LYDIA (1), by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Break forth, break forth, o sudbury town Last Line: I have but this to say. Subject(s): Sudbury, Massachusetts | ||||||||
BREAK forth, break forth, O Sudbury town, And bid your yards be gay Up all your gusty streets and down, For Lydia comes to-day! I hear it on the wharves below; And if I buy or sell, The good folk as they churchward go Have only this to tell. My mother, just for love of her, Unlocks her carved drawers; And sprigs of withered lavender Drop down upon the floors. For Lydia's bed must have the sheet Spun out of linen sheer, And Lydia's room be passing sweet With odors of last year. The violet flags are out once more In lanes salt with the sea; The thorn-bush at Saint Martin's door Grows white for such as she. So, Sudbury, bid your gardens blow, For Lydia comes to-day; Of all the words that I do know, I have but this to say. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANNE by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE THE WAYSIDE INN by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER SUDBURY, 1936 by NORMA WEST LINDER A CHRISTMAS FOLK-SONG by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE A HOLIDAY by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE A LITTLE SONG OF LIFE by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE ANNE by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE DAFFODILS by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE IN TIME OF GRIEF by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE KEATS (1) by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE |
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