When russet wagons left the Lammas field, The land's fierce lord through wood and pasture rode Along the trembling pool where sunset glowed Red as the rivets of his heavy shield; Across the blackbird's song a clear bell pealed, And tawny bulls, obedient to the goad, Paused while a peasant prayed beside his load Sweet with the grass that clovered meadows yield. On rushed the knight, but dropped his lifted spear To see among the swathes of fallen hay White oxen coupled with a golden chain, And, still as starlight on the purple weir, Where his old ploughman knelt so late to pray An angel walking by a silver wain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WINTER NIGHT SONG by SARA TEASDALE FAREWELL TO THE FARM by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE CAP AND BELLS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS ODE TO WORK by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS BEAUTY OF NATURE by HENRY ALFORD |