I weary of these noisy nights, Of shallow jest and coarse "good-cheer," Of jazzy sounds and brilliant lights. Come, Love, let us away from here. Let us lay down this heavy load; And, side by side, far from the town, Drive on some lovely country road; And, wondering, watch the sun go down. What time is left to us, come, Love. The woods, the fields shall make us whole; The nightly pageantry above Our little world, keep sweet our soul. No peace this city's madness yields -- A tawdry world in cheap veneer. Out there the lovely woods and fields. Come, Love, let us away from here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WISTFULNESS by KATHARINE ADAMS PLUTARCH by AGATHIAS SCHOLASTICUS SLUMBER FAIRIES by KATHARINE LEE BATES ASPIRATIONS: 5 by MATHILDE BLIND THE WATCHERS by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE TAKE YOUR CHOICE: OR HERE'S GRANTLAND RICE'S METHOD by BERTON BRALEY THE LAST REVIEW by EMILY J. BUGBEE TO HELEN KELLER by EDWARD RALPH CHEYNEY AN ANSWER TO A COPY OF VERSES SENT ME TO JERSEY by ABRAHAM COWLEY |