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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WITH THE LINNETS, by CORA RANDALL FABBRI First Line: I am lying in the grasses Last Line: That this peace will never pass. Subject(s): Linnets | |||
I AM lying in the grasses Underneath the cooling trees; Overhead the linnet passes, Drifting on a summer breeze. Hardly singing, for the silence Sweeter is than any song, Like a dream of unfound islands Where white Peace reigns all day long. Yes, the place so very still is That the dew one almost hears Dropping softly in the lilies— Fleet, like little children's tears. I forget, among the grasses— Ah, so easy thus to do!— That this summer sweetness passes, And this heart-peace passes too. Birds, I watch you in the shadows, And I see you fleeting by, Springing from the sweet green meadows Till you find the sweeter sky. Had I wings, O linnet yonder, Like your fleet brown wings unfurled, I would rise with you, and wander Till I had forgot the world. Fleet across the hill-sides peaceful, With a song for interlude, Rest, with brown wings closed and easeful, In some leafy solitude. With no fear of any sorrow Brooding through a moonless night, With no thought of any morrow That will mar to-day's delight. So, forget the world men live in, (And I lived in yesterday!) Weary men that doubt of heaven, Since God will not hear them pray. Evil men, in all succeeding. Since their hands are full of gold; Hungry men, that none are heeding, Though they stand out in the cold. I would soar so near to heaven, I would doubt that such things are; And the solemn church-yard even Would not grieve me from afar; I would see it through Spring flowers, With the joy that flowers bring, And between the twilight hours Pause above some grave to sing. ... Oh, you happy birds, fly onward, But I cannot follow yet; Only will my dreams fly sunward, And forget what you forget. Only, where this place so still is, I can lie among the grass, Thinking, with the happy lilies, That this peace will never pass. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LINNET by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE BURIAL OF THE LINNET by JULIANA HORATIA GATTY EWING SONG: HEATHER LINTIE by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL THE LINNET by JAMES HEDDERWICK ON THE DEATH OF A LINNET by GEORGE KEATE TO A LINNET IN A CAGE by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE SIR WALTER RALEIGH TO A CAGED LINNET by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON THE LINNET; A FABLE by HELEN LEIGH THE LINNET'S PETITION by MARY DARBY ROBINSON A PORTRAIT by CORA RANDALL FABBRI |
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