Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A VALLEY OF VIRGINIA, by CATHERINE ANNE WARFIELD Poet's Biography First Line: A long deep valley - narrow, silent, shaded Last Line: The boughs above, the wild flowers on my breast. Alternate Author Name(s): Warfield, Catherine M. Subject(s): Virginia (state) | ||||||||
A LONG deep valley -- narrow, silent, shaded By lofty trees -- the young, the old, the seer; It lies where footstep seldom has invaded The haunts and coverts of the graceful deer. The silver sound of a small fountain, springing From the green bosom of the shaded earth, With its blithe, mellow and eternal singing, Is there the only voice that tells of mirth. For all the day the ringdove's note complaining, Fills with its murmurs sad the dusky air; And when the twilight solemnly is waning, The sullen owl shrieks wildly, harshly there. The young fawn starts, as o'er the fountain bending To quaff the water sparkling to the brim, He hears the savage cadence, far ascending Through the still evening air and forest dim. The grass is full of wild flowers, and they render A fragrance, strangely delicate and fine, And the young cedars, tall, erect and slender, Grow wreathed around with many a clinging vine The purple clusters, 'mid the shadows falling, Invite the bird to leave his leafy hall, And, in low melodies, you hear him calling His brooding mate to share his festival. Vale of Virginia! oft my spirit turneth From crowded cities to thy deep repose; And with a sick and weary aching, yearneth To bear unto thy gloom its weight of woes, And dwell within thy shadows; there repelling All worldly forms, all vanities of earth, I would uprear a rude and moss-crown'd dwelling, And muse above a solitary hearth. There would I summon many a vanish'd vision, Around my threshold and my couch to draw; And far from earthly fane, and man's derision, Adore, according to the living law. There, when mine eyes had closed in sleep eternal, Still would I wish to take my quiet rest, Shrined in that solitude profound and vernal, The boughs above, the wild flowers on my breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIELD GUIDE TO SOUTHERN VIRGINIA by FORREST GANDER TO THE VIRGINIAN VOYAGE [1611] by MICHAEL DRAYTON THE VIRGINIANS OF THE VALLEY by FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR VIRGINIA - THE WEST by WALT WHITMAN MASSACHUSETTS TO VIRGINIA by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER AT RICHMOND by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER LIFE IN THE AUTUMN WOODS by PHILIP PENDLETON COOKE TO MASTER GEORGE SANDYS TREASURER FOR THE ENGLISH COLONY IN VIRGINIA by MICHAEL DRAYTON LORD DUNMORE'S PETITION TO THE LEGISLATURE OF VIRGINIA by PHILIP FRENEAU BEAUREGARD by CATHERINE ANNE WARFIELD |
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