Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE CALL OF THE COUNTRYSIDE, by J. M. MEADOR


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THE CALL OF THE COUNTRYSIDE, by                    
First Line: The hum of the motor and whir of the wheel
Last Line: Where the winds and waters meet.
Subject(s): Country Life


The hum of the motor and whir of the wheel
May challenge the ear of the street,
But the homing herd and the mating bird
Make music far more sweet.

So take me back to the countryside
Where the field and forest blend,
And let me scale some mountain trail
Till I reach its rainbow end.—

A dreamy place, where the mosses cling
To the oak, in silv'ry gray,
Or where they spread an emerald bed
And tuck the stones away.—

The countryside, where the drowsy winds
Pipe soft to the crooning stream
As the daylight dies from the western skies,
And cares are lost in dream.

Give me a gourd and a crystal spring—
Let me drink to the flowers of May
Where the crab tree's bloom in sweet perfume
Hangs clustered o'er the way.

Give me a place where the swallow dips,
And the martin builds her nest;
Where the whippoorwill calls loud and shrill
When the shadows roam the west.

Give me a place where the wild rose blooms,
And the robin trills his lay;
Where the brook and sky and trees and I
Are comrades every day.

Yes, take me back to the countryside—
Away from the jostling street—
Where the mountains climb to heights sublime;
Where the winds and waters meet.





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