Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE TROUT-BROOK, by CARL WARING


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THE TROUT-BROOK, by                    
First Line: You see it first near the dusty road
Last Line: To the charms of the meadow brook.
Subject(s): Brooks; Trout; Streams; Creeks


YOU see it first near the dusty road,
Where the farmer stops with his heavy load,
At the foot of a weary hill;
There the mossy trough it overflows,
Then away, with a leap and a laugh, it goes
At its own sweet, wandering will.

It flows through an orchard gnarled and old,
Where in spring the dainty buds unfold
Their petals pink and white;
The apple-blossoms, so sweet and pure,
The streamlet's smiles and songs allure
To float off on its ripples bright.

It winds through the meadow, scarcely seen,
For o'er it the flowers and grasses lean
To salute its smiling face.
And thus, half hidden, it ripples along,
The whole way singing its summer song,
Making glad each arid place.

Just there, where the water, dark and cool,
Lingers a moment in yonder pool,
The dainty trout are at play;
And now and then one leaps in sight,
With sides aglow in the golden light
Of the long, sweet summer day.

Oh, back to their shelves those books consign,
And look to your rod and reel and line,
Make fast the feathered hook;
Then away from the town with its hum of life,
Where the air with worry and work is rife,
To the charms of the meadow brook.





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