FROM older legends springing, Appears a snow-white band With joyous strains, and singing, From some far magic-land, Where flowers in glowing splendour Pine in the evening sun, And bridal glances tender Cast sweetly every one; Where all the trees, uniting In chorus, shout below, And bubbling brooks delighting The ear, like music flow; And love-songs fierce and burning Unheard of bliss impart, Till sweet and wondrous yearning Befools the throbbing heart. Ah, could I thither travel, And ease my aching breast, And all my grief unravel, And there be free and blest! That land, whence care and trouble Are banish'd, that in dreams Oft see I, like a bubble Dissolves, when morning beams. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEDTIME by FRANCIS ROBERT ST. CLAIR ERSKINE KEENAN'S CHARGE by GEORGE PARSONS LATHROP FIFTY FAGGOTS by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS MASKS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH IN ANSWER TO QUESTION FROM GREEK GRAMMAR: WHAT FUTURES SPEAK by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD JAMES BARR AMES by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 18 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |