Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BETWEEN HINGHAM AND BRAINTREE, by ARTHUR W. UPSON Poet's Biography First Line: Between braintree and hingham Last Line: On the full flood tide! Subject(s): Floods; Rain; Storms; Water | ||||||||
BETWEEN Braintree and Hingham Beyond the roaring town, The land shrank into shadow As the sun dropped down; The apple-trees were ghostly, The peach-trees seemed to bleed, As the train rushed on to Hingham With my heart's sore need Between Braintree and Hingham The rocks were ashen-grey, The creeks were bare of water, And the brown boats lay Tipped in the tideless bottoms Without a hope to rise, And all the world grew blacker 'Neath the low black skies. Between Hingham and Braintree As the train leaped on to town, The fields were full of sunshine, And heaven came down And lay along the waters That brimmed the grassy flume, And gleamed among the fruit-boughs A-burst with bloom! Between Hingham and Braintree The rocks were green-bedight, The hilltops were a wondrous Arcadian delight; The dories and the catboats Danced gaily side by side, And the sails were sheeted silver On the full flood tide! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STARS WHICH SEE, STARS WHICH DO NOT SEE by MARVIN BELL WASHING OUR HANDS OF THE REST OF AMERICA by MARVIN BELL WATER, WINTER, FIRE by MARVIN BELL A MOTIVE OUT OF LOHENGRIN by ARTHUR W. UPSON |
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