Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, OCTAVES IN A GARDEN: 15, by ARTHUR W. UPSON



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OCTAVES IN A GARDEN: 15, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: My spenser lay the dewy grass upon
Last Line: Low chanting his glad prothalamion.
Subject(s): Thames (river)


My Spenser lay the dewy grass upon,
His pages shone before me as I read—
Like the gold daisies gleaming round his bed
His lantern verses upward to me shone.
End never yet his song's rich note hath known;
"Sweet Thames" ran softly by his burthen sped,
And shall, while hymns are sung and prayers are said,
Low chanting his glad Prothalamion.





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