A STATELY lady's fair-haired little page; A "yong squyer" who rideth with a king; A poet taught of love and grief to sing In sad strain and in sweet; whose heritage Groweth the richer with increasing age, Till gladness, born of many dawns in spring, Fills all his soul, and merry notes outring Along the road he fares on pilgrimage. O blithest spirit of our English song! Down the far centuries floats thy happy lay, Untinged with cruel strife and restless pain: Like a bird's carol, fresh and free and strong, It lifts its praise for life, and love, and May That blooms in sunshine after April rain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE IN BLACK AND WHITE by KAREN SWENSON HIS SAVIOURS WORDS, GOING TO THE CROSSE by ROBERT HERRICK THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 101 by OMAR KHAYYAM THE MARYLAND BATTALION [AUGUST 27, 1776] by JOHN WILLIAMSON PALMER A DUTCH PROVERB by MATTHEW PRIOR |