IVY LANE in Devon, -- That's the place for me! The sweet air mellow With the burden of the bee; High up in heaven The blue, blue glow; But Ivy Lane in London, -- O no, no! Bare walls sullen In the grim gray air; Close-shut windows With a cold blank stare; Never lark or linnet A-warbling low; Ivy Lane in London, -- O no, no! But Ivy Lane in Devon, -- Sunlight and song, And beauty of blossoms The glad day long; Then love in the twilight With starry eyes aglow . . . Ivy Lane in London, -- O no, no! Ivy Lane in London, -- Stress and strain and strife, All of the sweetness Hurried out of life! But far from the clamor By the wide west sea, Ivy Lane in Devon, -- That's the place for me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BY THE PACIFIC by HERBERT BASHFORD O, BREATHE NOT HIS NAME! by THOMAS MOORE THE WESTERN JOURNALIST by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS FLOWER AND THORN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE TRUANTS by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |