Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VALLEY, by PATRICK MACGILL Poet's Biography First Line: A fairy-like valley, with grim mountains / hiding it Last Line: And scent of the wild flowers filling the air. Subject(s): Flowers; Nature; Rest; Valleys | ||||||||
A FAIRY-LIKE valley, with grim mountains hiding it, Peacefully sleeping 'mong meadow-lands fair, A river of carmine and silver dividing it, And scent of the wild-flowers filling the air. Never a grey mist comes earthwards enshrouding it, There never weepeth the cypress or yew, Only the night-shadows lovingly clouding it, Or trellised cirrus with stars peeping through. Up by the braes, there the heather bells cluster, Where the wind-flower blooms and the gorse-blossoms be Guarding the lane, see the bright daisies muster The starry battalions by hedgerow and tree. Over the sedges a streamlet is flinging its Frivolous waters in vermeil-tinged spray, Over the fallow a wild bird is singing its Song of delight to the ears of the day. A woodland is there and the blackberries grow in it, And grey gnarled oaks that the ages have bent, Blossoms as white and as pure as the snow in it, Fair as the stars in the deep firmament. A shadowy pool where the green water-cresses are Languidly floating in sensuous rest, Is hidden 'mid ferns that with tremulous tresses are Playing with glee in the breath of the west. A valley of dreams, with the dim mountains hiding it, Streamlets of silver through meadow-lands fair, A river of carmine and sapphire dividing it, And scent of the wild flowers filling the air. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VALLEY OF FERN: PART 1 by BERNARD BARTON THE VALLEY OF FERN: PART 2 by BERNARD BARTON THE VALLEY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE LIFE IN THE VALLEY by MARK STRAND SUNSET ON THE TENNESSEE by JOHN TROTWOOD MOORE IN SUMMER WHEN THE VALES ARE CLEAR by HERBERT TRENCH BELOVED VALE!' I SAID, 'WHEN I SHALL CON' by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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