Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET WRITTEN DURING HIS RESIDENCE IN COLLEGE, by CHARLES WOLFE Poet's Biography First Line: My spirit's on the mountains, where the birds Last Line: To fancy is to feel our happiness. Subject(s): Happiness; Joy; Delight | ||||||||
MY spirit's on the mountains, where the birds In wild and sportive freedom wing the air, Amidst the heath flowers and the browsing herds, Where Nature's altar is, my spirit's there. It is my joy to tread the pathless hills, Though but in fancy -- for my mind is free And walks by sedgy ways and trickling rills, While I'm forbid the use of liberty. This is delusion -- but it is so sweet That I could live deluded. Let me be Persuaded that my springing soul may meet The eagle on the hills -- and I am free. Who'd not be flattered by a fate like this? To fancy is to feel our happiness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STUDY OF HAPPINESS by KENNETH KOCH SO MUCH HAPPINESS by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE CROWD CONDITIONS by JOHN ASHBERY I WILL NOT BE CLAIMED by MARVIN BELL THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#21): 1. ABOUT THE DEAD MAN'S HAPPINESS by MARVIN BELL THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE AT [OR AFTER] CORUNNA by CHARLES WOLFE |
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