GO you forward, if you will, Go you forward, if you can; I am all for standing still, Here to love a lovely plan. Go you forward, if you will, Hopes of praise and lordship wreathing; I stay here, to have my fill, Now the beanfield's breathing. If you linger, only sigh; If you linger, only dream Heaven itself is floating by In a blossom-bearing stream. If you linger, only sigh Fancies of so fair a wreathing As can fitly take the sky Now the beanfield's breathing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EVENING HYMN by REGINALD HEBER THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM by ROBERT SOUTHEY ANDRE'S LAST REQUEST [OR, REQUEST TO WASHINGTON] [OCTOBER 1, 1780] by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS A POEM OF SPRING by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS |