Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A FAREWELL TO GLENARBAC, by ARTHUR HENRY HALLAM Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: When grief is felt along the blood Last Line: One memory from the roebuck glen. Subject(s): Farewell; Parting | ||||||||
WHEN grief is felt along the blood, And checks the breath with sighs unsought, 'Tis then that Memory's power is wooed To soothe by ancient forms of thought. It is not much, yet in that day Will seem a gladsome wakening; And such to me, in joy's decay, The memory of the Roebuck Glen. Nor less, when fancies have their bent, And eager passion sweeps the mind; 'Twill bless to catch a calm content From happy moment far behind. Oh, it is of a heavenly brood That chast'ning recollection! And such to me, in joyous mood, The memory of the Roebuck Glen. I grieve to quit this lime-tree walk, The Clyde, the Leven's milder blue To lose, yon craigs that nest the hawk Will soar no longer in my view. Yet of themselves small power to move Have they: their light's a borrowed thing Won from her eyes, for whom I love The memory of the Roebuck Glen. Oh, dear to nature, not in vain The mountain winds have breathed on thee! Mild virtues of a noble strain, And beauty making pure and free, Pass to thee from the silent hills: And hence, where'er thy sojourning, Thine eye with gentle weeping fills At memory of the Roebuck Glen. Thou speedest to the sunny shore, Where first thy presence on me shone; Alas! I know not whether more These eyes shall claim thee as their own: But should a kindly star prevail, And should we meet far hence again, How sweet in other lands to hail The memory of the Roebuck Glen. Oh, when the thought comes o'er my heart Of happy meetings yet to be, The very feeling that thou art Is deep as that of life to me; Yet should sad instinct in my breast Speak true, and darker chance obtain, Bless with one tear my final rest, One memory from the Roebuck Glen. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN STUDY #2 FOR B.B.L. by JUNE JORDAN WATCHING THE NEEDLEBOATS AT SAN SABBA by JAMES JOYCE SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES |
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