"I have heard the sunset song of the birches, A white melody in the silence, I have seen a quarrel of the pines. At nightfall The little grasses have rushed by me With the wind men. These things have I lived," quoth the maniac, "Possessing only eyes and ears. But you -- You don green spectacles before you look at roses." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UNGUARDED GATES by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SONG FOR THE LUDDITES by GEORGE GORDON BYRON VERSES DESIGNED TO BE SENT TO MR. ADAMS by ELIZABETH FRANCES AMHERST SHRODON FEAR: THE VU'ST PEART by WILLIAM BARNES A WATERPIECE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |