FROM older legends springing, Appears a snow-white band With joyous strains, and singing, From some far magic-land, Where flowers in glowing splendour Pine in the evening sun, And bridal glances tender Cast sweetly every one; Where all the trees, uniting In chorus, shout below, And bubbling brooks delighting The ear, like music flow; And love-songs fierce and burning Unheard of bliss impart, Till sweet and wondrous yearning Befools the throbbing heart. Ah, could I thither travel, And ease my aching breast, And all my grief unravel, And there be free and blest! That land, whence care and trouble Are banish'd, that in dreams Oft see I, like a bubble Dissolves, when morning beams. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THIS DAY I COMPLETE MY THIRTY-SIXTH YEAR by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE LATEST DECALOGUE by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH AN EARNEST SUIT [TO HIS UNKIND MISTRESS NOT TO FORESAKE HIM] by THOMAS WYATT WRITTEN, AT THE REQUEST OF A GENTLEMAN, UNDER A .. PICTURE by RICHARD BARNFIELD RETIREMENT: AN ODE by JAMES BEATTIE THE GREAT ADVENTURE (WITH ACKNOWLEDGMENTS TO GEORGE MATTHEW ADAMS) by BERTON BRALEY PARLEYINGS WITH CERTAIN PEOPLE OF IMPORTANCE: GEORGE BUBB DODINGTON by ROBERT BROWNING |