I DREAM'D I saw a little brook Run rippling down the Strand; With cherry-trees and apple-trees Abloom on either hand: The sparrows gather'd from the Squares, Upon the branches green; The pigeons flock'd from Palace-Yard, Afresh their wings to preen; And children down St. Martin's Lane, And out of Westminster, Came trooping, many a thousand strong, With a bewilder'd air. They hugg'd each other round the neck And titter'd for delight, To see the yellow daffodils, And see the daisies white; They roll'd upon the grassy slopes, And drank the water clear, While 'busses the Embankment took, Asham'd to pass anear; And sandwich-men stood still aghast, And costermongers smil'd; And the policeman on his beat Pass'd, weeping like a child. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COUNTRY SCHOOLROOM, ADIRONDACK MOUNTAINS by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE ARGUMENT OF HIS BOOK by ROBERT HERRICK TO THE VIRGINS, TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME by ROBERT HERRICK THE ENTHUSIAST by HERMAN MELVILLE CHARACTERS: MRS. FENTON by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |