A BEAUTIFUL place is the town of Lo-yang: The big streets are full of spring light. The lads go driving out with harps in their hands: The mulberry girls go out to the fields with their baskets. Golden whips glint at the horses' flanks, Gauze sleeves brush the green boughs. Racing dawn, the carriages come home, -- And the girls with their high baskets full of fruit. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTERGLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DAT GAL O' MINE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON GENEVIEVE AND ALEXANDRA (2) by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON TWILIGHT SONG by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE DIORAMA PAINTER AT THE MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY by KAREN SWENSON |