YOU know the way to Arcady Where I was born; You have been there, and fain Would there return. Some that go thither bring with them Red rose or jewelled diadem As secrets of the secret king: I, only what a child would bring. Yet I do think my song is true; For this is how the children do; This is the tune to which they go In sunny pastures high and low; The treble pipes not otherwise Sing daily under sunny skies In Arcady the dear; And you who have been there before, And love that country evermore, May not disdain to hear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MARY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON HIC JACET by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON SHERIDAN'S RIDE [DECEMBER 19, 1864] by THOMAS BUCHANAN READ ON THE DEATH OF LITTLE MAHALA ASHCRAFT by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY EPIPHANIE CAROL by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 103. WRITTEN AT FLORENCE: 1 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT PLANTING by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN A PRAYER USED BY FRANCIS I WHEN HE WAS AT WAR WITH CHARLES V by JOHN BYROM |