Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SUMMER GONE, by DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK Poet's Biography First Line: Small wren, mute pecking at the last red plum Last Line: Glad, we'll go home. Alternate Author Name(s): Mulock, Dinah Maria Subject(s): Summer | ||||||||
SMALL wren, mute pecking at the last red plum Or twittering idly at the yellowing boughs Fruit-emptied, over thy forsaken house, -- Birdie, that seems to come Telling, we too have spent our little store, Our summer's o'er: Poor robin, driven in by rain-storms wild To lie submissive under household hands With beating heart that no love understands, And scared eye, like a child Who only knows that he is all alone And summer's gone; Pale leaves, sent flying wide, a frightened flock On which the wolfish wind bursts out, and tears Those tender forms that lived in summer airs Till, taken at this shock, They, like weak hearts when sudden grief sweeps by, Whirl, drop, and die: -- All these things, earthy, of the earth -- do tell This earth's perpetual story; we belong Unto another country, and our song Shall be no mortal knell; Though all the year's tale, as our years run fast, Mourns, "summer's past." O love immortal, O perpetual youth, Whether in budding nooks it sits and sings As hundred poets in a hundred springs, Or, slaking passion's drouth, In wine-press of affliction, ever goes Heavenward, through woes: O youth immortal -- O undying love! With these by winter fireside we'll sit down Wearing our snows of honor like a crown; And sing as in a grove, Where the full nests ring out with happy cheer, "Summer is here." Roll round, strange years; swift seasons, come and go; Ye leave upon us but an outward sign; Ye cannot touch the inward and divine, While God alone does know; There sealed till summers, winters, all shall cease In His deep peace. Therefore uprouse ye winds and howl your will; Beat, beat, ye sobbing rains on pane and door; Enter, slow-footed age, and thou, obscure, Grand Angel -- not of ill; Healer of every wound, where'er thou come, Glad, we'll go home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ADVANCE OF SUMMER by MARY KINZIE THE SUMMER IMAGE by LEONIE ADAMS CANOEBIAL BLISS by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY THE END OF SUMMER by HENRY MEADE BLAND THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD SONNET: 14. APPROACH OF SUMMER by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES JULY IN WASHINGTON by ROBERT LOWELL ODE TO THE END OF SUMMER by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY BY THE ALMA RIVER by DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK DOUGLAS, DOUGLAS, TENDER AND TRUE by DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK |
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