Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ELEGY ON SHENSTONE, SELECTION, by JAMES WOODHOUSE First Line: When summer flushed these leafless bowers Last Line: His step -- was but a breeze. Subject(s): Shenstone, William (1714-1763) | ||||||||
WHEN summer flushed these leafless bowers, With verdure deck'd the glades, And strew'd the fields with painted flowers, I sought these lovely shades; If tree of brighter hue appeared, Or flower of fairer dye, Or bird of softer note was heard, I always wished him by: Then, fancy'd paint on shady seat, His image in my mind, Or hear his voice in each retreat, Or feign his step behind; But soon, at Reason's wak'ning call, The mimic phantasm flees; His voice -- was but a water fall, His step -- was but a breeze. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE POET SHENSTONE; ON A VOTIVE TABLET AT BURFORD LODGE by UNKNOWN EPIGRAM: EHEU FUGACES by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM A BOY'S MOTHER by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY BALLAD OF THE WOMEN OF PARIS by FRANCOIS VILLON THE STUDY OF A SPIDER by JOHN BYRNE LEICESTER WARREN THE RIGHT MARY by CLARIBEL WEEKS AVERY IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: HONOUR DISHONOURED by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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