WIDE-STRETCHING plains, and mountain-peaks farseen, Sky, air, and winds -- and little ripply waves Of springs, and winding banks the slow stream laves, Tall forests dark, and low-cut coppice green, Groves, vine-clad hills, and blosmy vales between, Buds, flowers, dew-laden grass, deep mossy caves -- All you that heard my songs' low sweet sad staves -- Waters of Loir, woods of my loved Gastine, Since grief of parting wrung me with such pains I could not say "Farewell" to her, alas! Whose I am, near or far, where'er I dwell, I beg of you, sky, air, winds, mountains, plains, Woods, coppice, river-banks, caves, springs, flowers, grass, Hills, valleys, groves, say for me, "Fare thee well." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TIRED MOTHERS by MAY LOUISE RILEY SMITH IDYLLS OF THE KING: MERLIN AND VIVIEN by ALFRED TENNYSON THE SWAN SONG OF PARSON AVERY by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE GLOW-WORM by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH HAVE YOU PLANTED A TREE? by HENRY ABBEY |