I SHALL go among red faces and virile voices, See stylish sheep, with fine heads and well-woolled, And great bulls mellow to the touch, Brood mares of marvellous approach, and geldings With sharp and flinty bones and silken hair. And through th' enclosure draped in red and gold I shall pass on to spheres more vivid yet Where countesses' coque feathers gleam and glow And, swathed in silks, the painted ladies are Whose laughter plays like summer lightning there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEFEAT AND VICTORY by WALLACE RICE THE GARDEN by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON FEATHERS ON THE GRASS by LAURA FRANCES ALEXANDER PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 30. AL-HADIL by EDWIN ARNOLD AN UPPER CHAMBER by FRANCES BANNERMAN A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 27 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |