Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE OLD HOUSE, by LAURENCE BINYON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Of the old house, only a few crumbled Last Line: Older than many a generation of men. Subject(s): Houses, Deserted | ||||||||
Of the old house, only a few crumbled Courses of brick, smothered in nettle and dock, Or a squared stone, lying mossy where it tumbled! Sprawling bramble and saucy thistle mock What once was firelit floor and private charm Where, seen in a windowed picture, hills were fading At dusk, and all was memory-coloured and warm, And voices talked, secure from the wind's invading. Of the old garden, only a stray shining Of daffodil flames amid April's cuckoo-flowers, Or a cluster of aconite mixt with weeds entwining! But, dark and lofty, a royal cedar towers By homely thorns: whether the white rain drifts Or sun scorches, he holds the downs in ken, The western vale; his branchy tiers he lifts, Older than many a generation of men. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEYOND THE HUNTING WOODS by DONALD JUSTICE RUINS UNDER THE STARS by GALWAY KINNELL ABANDONED FARMHOUSE by TED KOOSER NORTH OF ALLIANCE by TED KOOSER BLUE SUNDAY by KENNETH REXROTH THE MIRROR IN THE WOODS by KENNETH REXROTH THE DESERTED HOUSE by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE THE DESERTED HOUSE by ALFRED TENNYSON FOR THE FALLEN (SEPTEMBER 1914) by LAURENCE BINYON |
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