A frisky lamb And a frisky child Playing their pranks In a cowslip meadow: The sky all blue And the air all mild And the fields all sun And the lanes half shadow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE RUINS OF A COUNTRY INN by PHILIP FRENEAU TO A CHILD EMBRACING HIS MOTHER by THOMAS HOOD THE PILGRIM FATHERS by JOHN PIERPONT SONNET: DEATH-WARNINGS by FRANCISCO GOMEZ DE QUEVEDO Y VILLEGAS POEMS ON THE SLAVE TRADE: 6 by ROBERT SOUTHEY TO THINK OF TIME by WALT WHITMAN |