RECEDED hills afar of softened blue, Tall bowering trees, thro' which the sunbeams shoot Down to the waveless lake, birds never mute, And wild-flowers all around of every hue— Sure 'tis a lovely scene. There, knee-deep stand, Safe from the fierce sun, the o'ershadowed kine, And, to the left, where cultured fields expand, 'Mid tufts of scented thorn the sheep recline. Lone quiet farmsteads, haunts that ever please, O how inviting to the traveller's eye Ye rise on yonder uplands, 'mid your trees Of shade and shelter! Every sound from these Is eloquent of peace, in earth and sky, And pastoral beauty, and Arcadian ease. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE VALLEY OF CAUTERETZ by ALFRED TENNYSON THE ANGEL OF PATIENCE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE BEAUTIFUL BEESHAREEN BOY by MATHILDE BLIND THEIR WEDDING JOURNEY - 1834 by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER EPIGRAM TO MISS AINSLIE IN CHURCH by ROBERT BURNS HARRY CAREY'S REPLY TO THE LIBELLING GENTRY, ANGRY AT HIS WELFARE by HENRY CAREY (1687-1743) |