To my quick ear the Leaves - conferred - The Bushes - they were Bells - I could not find a Privacy From Nature's sentinels - In Cave if I presumed to hide The Walls - begun to tell - Creation seemed a mighty Crack - To make me visible | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE RAIN-SONGS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A MAD DOG by OLIVER GOLDSMITH CIVIL WAR by CHARLES DAWSON SHANLY THE SAD SHEPHERD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS ISN'T IT TRUE! by BERNICE GIBBS ANDERSON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 84. DHU'L JADAL WA'L IKRAM by EDWIN ARNOLD |