Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET TO A PLOW-WOMAN OF NORWAY, by MARGARET TOD RITTER First Line: Deep-bosomed, stalwart-limbed, superbly made Last Line: She lifts a brief intoxicated glance. Subject(s): Farm Life; Women; Agriculture; Farmers | ||||||||
Deep-bosomed, stalwart-limbed, superbly made, Unconscious of her power and her grace, Accustomed to the blowzy wind's embrace, Magnificent, unlettered, unafraid. She guides her course past interlacing streams Striding the fields behind her ancient plough, Or halts beneath some blossoming, frail bough To rest her beast and give herself to dreams. Her eyes survey the road, the moor, the peat, With wide, untroubled gaze, she plays no part, No joys rise up to suffocate her heart Because a smile falls lightly at her feet. To one who comes for her at dusk, perchance, She lifts a brief intoxicated glance. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KICKING THE LEAVES by DONALD HALL THE FARMER'S BOY: WINTER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: AUTUMN by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD LADY ANNE'S MEDITATIONS DURING DIVINE SERVICE by MARGARET TOD RITTER |
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