Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BOY AND THE BROOK, by LEO ALISHAN First Line: Down from yon distant mountain height Last Line: And my joy is then complete. | ||||||||
Down from yon distant mountain height The brooklet flows through the village street; A boy comes forth to wash his hands, Washing, yes washing, there he stands, In the water cool and sweet. Brook, from what mountain dost thou come, O my brooklet cool and sweet! I come from yon mountain high and cold, Where lieth the new snow on the old, And melts in the summer heat. Brook, to what river dost thou go? O my brooklet cool and sweet! I go to the river there below Where in bunches the violets grow, And sun and shadow meet. Brook, to what garden dost thou go? O my brooklet cool and sweet! I go to the garden in the vale Where all night long the nightingale Her love-song doth repeat. Brook, to what fountain dost thou go? O my brooklet cool and sweet! I go to the fountain at whose brink The maid that loves thee comes to drink, And whenever she looks therein, I rise to meet her, and kiss her chin, And my joy is then complete. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHANT OF THE VULTURES by EDWIN MARKHAM THE POWER OF ART by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE VOLUNTEER by HERBERT HENRY ASQUITH THE SWORD AND THE SICKLE by WILLIAM BLAKE SONG OF A SECOND APRIL by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY SONNET TO A CLAM by JOHN GODFREY SAXE EARLY DEATH AND FAME by MATTHEW ARNOLD |
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