Once on a glorious and resplendent eve, Through copse and underwood my path I broke; The shining sun was on the point to leave, And flashed through thickets of the pine and oak; 'Twas sweet to see those vari-coloured rays Come pouring through the coverts silently; Through little fluttering loop-holes, set ablaze, Or blinkt, at will, by shifting of an eye; That evening's charms were rich and manifold, Beyond the reach of my best utterance; 'Twas some kind Providence, no common chance, Which made mine eyes wink at those wells of gold Sprung in the glooming leafage, while the dance Of wilding-boughs was pleasant to behold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CANONIZATION by JOHN DONNE AT CANDLE-LIGHTIN' TIME by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR TO DAFFODILS by ROBERT HERRICK JOHN BROWN OF OSAWATOMIE [OCTOBER 16, 1859] by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN HER FIRST-BORN by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER A YOUTH TO HIS FATHER by WALTER R. ADAMS ON MRS PRIESTLEY'S LEAVING WARRINGTON by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |