Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MY CHILDREN: 10. IN SUMMER DAYS, by DOLLIE CAROLINE MAITLAND RADFORD Poet's Biography First Line: Is it the sunshine on my eyes Last Line: And you look away! Alternate Author Name(s): Radford, Ernest, Mrs. Subject(s): Summer | ||||||||
IS it the sunshine on my eyes Such slumber throws, Here as I sit, too tired to rise, They to unclose: Here as I sit with work undone, In the wind and sun? Is it the sunshine makes me weep, My little ones, Makes me silently pray for sleep, While the day runs From morn to noon and noon to night, And the quiet star-light? Ah sun and wind, so strong and good, That lap me round With all the sweetness of the wood, From tree and ground; You make no cheeks with sorrow wet, No sad eyes set. I weep for one short hour to sing, In all the day, The happy fancies I would bring The children's play; To give the gifts they ask of me, Which should be so free. My hand to take when sights are new, And strange thoughts grow, My heart to lean on, with the few Child-dreams I know; My loving arms throughout the years For their smiles and tears. And ever I go out and in More wearily, With shrunken life so pale and thin, And drearily I murmur that I must not stay, For their grief or play. I must not stay, the hours are fleet, And much to do, And much to earn for daily meat, The days all through, To keep the little hard won nest For the children's rest. Ah lady with the folded hands, You drive in state, So close to where my baby stands Most desolate, With folded hands you pass, each day, And you look away! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ADVANCE OF SUMMER by MARY KINZIE THE SUMMER IMAGE by LEONIE ADAMS CANOEBIAL BLISS by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY THE END OF SUMMER by HENRY MEADE BLAND THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD SONNET: 14. APPROACH OF SUMMER by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES JULY IN WASHINGTON by ROBERT LOWELL ODE TO THE END OF SUMMER by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY TO MY CHILDREN: 3 by DOLLIE CAROLINE MAITLAND RADFORD |
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