Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CENTRAL PARK, by JOHN MYERS O'HARA Poet's Biography First Line: The little lake, sequestered from the wind Last Line: And mammon yields arcadia a day. Subject(s): Central Park, New York City | ||||||||
The little lake, sequestered from the wind, Is white with swans that on its bosom sleep; A sunken mirror where the skies may keep The azure of their summer dream enshrined; Unsullied by the rim of roofs behind Secluding oaks that cluster on the steep, Or ripple from the shore whose frondage deep Is cool with shadow and with fragrance kind. The tyrant city towers above the trees, Nor heeds the Attic idyl in its heart; The grind of wheels and noise of feet depart, The woods are filled with fabled deities; A dream recalls them to their sylvan sway, And Mammon yields Arcadia a day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAY EVENING IN CENTRAL PARK by AMY LOWELL CENTRAL PARK AT DUSK by SARA TEASDALE THE FLAT-HUNTER'S WAY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE BUNTLING BALL, 1884 by EDGAR FAWCETT THE LAKE IN CENTRAL PARK by JAY WRIGHT BEETHOVEN IN CENTRAL PARK by ALFRED NOYES MORNING IN CENTRAL PARK by JAMES OPPENHEIM THE MAY PARTY by JAMES OPPENHEIM CHAMBER MUSIC: 33 by JAMES JOYCE DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 4. THE LOTTERY GIRL by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |
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