Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A MOUNTAIN SPRING, by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE Poet's Biography First Line: Strange little spring, by channels past our telling Last Line: Dancing, dimpling, welling, welling. Subject(s): Springs (water) | ||||||||
STRANGE little spring, by channels past our telling, Gentle, resistless, welling, welling, welling; Through what blind ways, we know not whence You darkling come to dance and dimple -- Strange little spring! Nature hath no such innocence, And no more secret thing -- So mysterious and so simple; Earth hath no such fairy daughter Of all her witchcraft shapes of water. When all the land with summer burns, And brazen noon rides hot and high, And tongues are parched and grasses dry, Still are you green and hushed with ferns, And cool as some old sanctuary; Still are you brimming o'er with dew And stars that dipped their feet in you. And I believe when none is by, Only the young moon in the sky -- The Greeks of old were right about you -- A naiad, like a marble flower, Lifts up her lovely shape from out you, Swaying like a silver shower. So in old years dead and gone Brimmed the spring on Helicon, Just a little spring like you -- Ferns and moss and stars and dew -- Nigh the sacred Muses' dwelling, Dancing, dimpling, welling, welling. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOB-NY-USHTEY (WATER'S MOUTH) by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE OLD SPRING by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN LOST VALLEY by GLENN WARD DRESBACH THE POEMS OF COLD MOUNTAIN: 82 by HAN SHAN THE POEMS OF PICKUP: 49 by HAN SHAN OUR LADY'S WELL by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS HOW SPRINGS CAME FIRST by ROBERT HERRICK FOUNTAIN by VYACHESLAV IVANOVICH IVANOV SONNET: 1. A MOUNTAIN SPRING by HENRY CLARENCE KENDALL A BALLAD OF LONDON (TO H.W. MASSINGHAM) by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE AFTER THE WAR by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE WHAT OF THE DARKNESS?; TO THE HAPPY DEAD PEOPLE by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE |
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