REMEMBERED in the evening, After a long happy day, All my moods of work and play Fold together like a book, Collect, compose as, at a look, A picture shows you miles of land, Mountain or camel-travelled sand, Or as a crowd which may require, For all its homes, full half a shire. Remembered in the evening, After a long happy day, All my moods of work or play Gleam like pool at some sea-side Left by a far-ebbing tide.. World you could cover with a gown, Weed-forests, a pebble town And shell palace, where tiny, proud, Invisible royalties, From pearl-fretted balconies, Gaze at my face, as it were a pink cloud. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MORITURI SALUTAMUS [WE WHO ARE TO DIE SALUTE YOU] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: PICTURE-WRITING by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SONNET: 14. ON THE RELIGIOUS MEMORY OF CATHERINE THOMASON by JOHN MILTON MADLY SINGING IN THE MOUNTAINS by PO CHU-YI SONNET: 66 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PETER STUYVESANT'S NEW YEAR'S CALL, 1 JAN. 1661 by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN I SHALL HAVE PEACE AGAIN (WRITTEN AFTER READING 'RIDERS TO THE SEA' by FLORA LOUISE BAILEY SWORD AND BUCKLER; OR, SERVING-MAN'S DEFENCE by WILLIAM BASSE |