Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GREEN PLACES IN THE CITY, by MARY ELIZABETH HEWITT Poet's Biography First Line: Ye fill my heart with gladness, verdant places Last Line: We, by these glimpses, may remember thee! Alternate Author Name(s): Moore, Mary Elizabeth Subject(s): Cities; Gardens & Gardening; Urban Life | ||||||||
YE fill my heart with gladness, verdant places, That 'mid the City greet me, where I pass; Methinks I see of angel-steps the traces, Where'er upon my pathway springs the grass. I pause before your gates at early morning, When lies the sward with glittering sheen o'erspread, And think the dew-drops there each blade adorning, Are angel's tears for mortal frailty shed. And ye -- earth's firstlings -- here in beauty springing, Erst in your cells by careful winter nursed -- And to the morning heaven your incense flinging, As at His smile ye forth in gladness burst -- How do ye cheer with hope my lonely hour, When on my way I tread despondingly; With thought that HE who careth for the flower, Will, in His mercy, still remember me. Breath of our nostrils -- THOU! whose love embraces -- Whose light shall never from our souls depart, Beneath thy touch hath sprung a green oasis Amid the arid desert of my heart. Thy sun and rain call forth the bud of promise, And with fresh leaves in spring time deck the tree; That where man's hand hath shut out nature from us, We, by these glimpses, may remember THEE! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THINGS (FOR AN INDIAN) TO DO IN NEW YORK (CITY) by SHERMAN ALEXIE THE CITY REVISITED by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET TEN OXHERDING PICTURES: ENTERING THE CITY WITH BLISS-BESTOWING HANDS by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE CITY OF THE OLESHA FRUIT by NORMAN DUBIE DISCOVERING THE PHOTOGRAPH OF LLOYD, EARL, AND PRISCILLA by LYNN EMANUEL MY DIAMOND STUD by ALICE FULTON ALONE by MARY ELIZABETH HEWITT |
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