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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SUNDAY UP THE RIVER: 1, by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I looked out into the morning Last Line: My love will spend with me! Alternate Author Name(s): B. V.; Bysshe Vanolis | |||
I looked out into the morning, I looked out into the west: The soft blue eye of the quiet sky Still drooped in dreamy rest; The trees were still like clouds there, The clouds like mountains dim; The broad mist lay, a silver bay Whose tide was at the brim. I looked out into the morning, I looked out into the east: The flood of light upon the night Had silently increased; The sky was pale with fervour, The distant trees were grey, The hill-lines drawn like waves of dawn Dissolving in the day. I looked out into the morning; Looked east, looked west, with glee: O richest day of happy May, My love will spend with me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUNDAY UP THE RIVER: 15 by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) THE CITY OF DREADFUL NIGHT: 21 by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) HE HEARD HER SING, SELECTION by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) LAPLAND by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) LIFE'S HEBE by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) ON A BROKEN PIPE by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) SIBERIA by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) SUNDAY AT HAMPSTEAD: 10 by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) SUNDAY UP THE RIVER: 12 by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) SUNDAY UP THE RIVER: 17 by JAMES THOMSON (1834-1882) |
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