I I HAD forgotten how the frogs must sound After a year of silence, else I think I should not so have ventured forth alone At dusk upon this unfrequented road. II I am waylaid by Beauty. Who will walk Between me and the crying of the frogs? Oh, savage Beauty, suffer me to pass, That am a timid woman, on her way From one house to another! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOW CYRUS LAID THE CABLE [JULY 29, 1866] by JOHN GODFREY SAXE THE PRINCESS; A MEDLEY by ALFRED TENNYSON THE SWORD by ABU BAKR OF MARRAKESH CORYDON - A PASTORAL by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH NEXT DAY; IN THE TRAIN by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA THEN AND NOW by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON PSALM 2; DONE AUGUST 8, 1653 - TERZETTI by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |