I like to walk with stately thoughts Along a bordered path, Watching the pageant of my mood In sunset's aftermath. I like to go with melody And braid a simple song, A song that's but a heart-width wide And but a dream-length long. I like to hurry with the rain Over an April hill, Feeling the drowsy dead arouse And quicken at our will. I like to lay me down at night And think upon these things, Before my spirit mounts a dream For wider journeyings. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLAD by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR RAIN ON A GRAVE by THOMAS HARDY AFTER A LECTURE ON KEATS by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES BALLADE OF BLUE CHINA by ANDREW LANG BILLY IN THE DARBIES, FR. BILLY BUDD by HERMAN MELVILLE PROVINCIA DESERTA by EZRA POUND MR. FLOOD'S PARTY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |