Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE STONES OF STANTON DREW, by WILLIAM WATSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Bland was the morn, no fault or flaw Last Line: The stones of stanton drew. Alternate Author Name(s): Watson, John William Subject(s): Stones; Time; Granite; Rocks | ||||||||
BLAND was the Morn, no fault or flaw Sullying her sheen and hue, When, mid the April fields, I saw The Stones of Stanton Drew. Clear-hearted in the golden air The eternal lyrist flew; But dark and full of silence were The Stones of Stanton Drew. Isled and estranged from every mood Of all that lived and grew, Deep in forgotten Time they stood -- The Stones of Stanton Drew. How many ages have gone by Since last a mortal knew Who set you there, and when, and why, O Stones of Stanton Drew? All sunlit was the Earth I trod, The Heaven was frankest blue; But secret as the dreams of God The Stones of Stanton Drew. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STONE'S SECRET by MARGARET AVISON CONTRA MORTEM: THE STONE by HAYDEN CARRUTH NAMING FOR LOVE by HAYDEN CARRUTH OF THE STONES OF THE PLACE by ROBERT FROST THE EYE IN THE ROCK by JOHN HAINES |
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