Talk not of childhood's thoughtless joy! I would not be again a boy For all that boyhood brings; The callow fledgling in the nest Is not of birds supremely blest As he that soars and sings. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DIVINE IMAGE, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE VOICE OF THE GRASS by SARAH ROBERTS BOYLE BERTHA IN THE LANE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE DARK HILLS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |