HAPPY is the man who loves the woods and waters, Brother to the grass, and well-beloved of Pan; The earth shall be his, and all her laughing daughters— Happy the man. Never grows he old, nor shall he taste of sorrow, Happy at the day's end as when the day began, Yesterday forgotten, unshadowed by To-morrow— Happy the man. Fellowed by the mountains, ne'er his heart is lonely, Talked to all day by rivers as they ran, The earth is his love, as he who loves one only— Happy the man. His gossips are the stars, and the moon-rise his tavern; He who seeks a better find it if he can— And O his sweet pillow in the ferny cavern! Happy the man. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LARK ASCENDING by GEORGE MEREDITH DIRGE FOR THE LATE JAMES CURRIE, M.D., OF LIVERPOOL by LUCY AIKEN AUTUMN MESSAGES by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) TO MR. BLEECKER, ON HIS PASSAGE TO NEW YORK by ANN ELIZA BLEECKER LADY OF MYSTERY by G. W. BLOEMENDAL IN MEMORY OF MY DEAR GRANDCHILD ELIZABETH .. WHO DECEASED 1665 by ANNE BRADSTREET THE SLEEPING MANSION by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE AUTHOR'S FRIEND TO THE READER by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |