Sweet garden! peaceful spot! no more in thee Shall I e'er while away the sunny hour. Farewell each blooming shrub, and lofty tree; Farewell the mossy path and nodding flow'r: I shall not hear again from yonder bow'r The song of birds, or humming of the bee, Nor listen to the waterfall, nor see The clouds float on behind the lofty tow'r. No more, at cool-air'd eve, or dewy morn, My gliding scythe shall shear thy mossy green: My busy hands shall never more adorn, My eyes no more may see, this peaceful scene. But still, sweet spot, wherever I may be, My love-led soul will wander back to thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARADISI GLORIA by THOMAS WILLIAM PARSONS THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 26. MID-RAPTURE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE SPELL OF THE YUKON by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE THE CAPTAIN; A LEGEND OF THE NAVY by ALFRED TENNYSON GULLS by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS DECEMBER by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |