Since yesterday has been no word, Nor voice of anything To thrill the forest: and no bird Has any heart to sing. Since yesterday has been no track Of Pan nor any power, To lure the gypsy summer back, And fool a single flower. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DIRTY OLD MAN by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM A TOAST TO OUR NATIVE LAND by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) SONG TO THE MEN OF ENGLAND by THOMAS CAMPBELL THE CONFLICT by CECIL DAY LEWIS SETTING SAIL by EMILY DICKINSON THE WIND'S VISIT by EMILY DICKINSON |