GREY spring day And a grey sky, Like flocks of sheep and lambs The low clouds lie. South wind, a shepherd, Quietly masses Tender flocks and herds To the grey grasses. Like a kind shepherd, To the grey hill, Drives his flocks and herds The way he will. Sward grey as dew Sudden discloses Glimpse of tender gold, Ashes of roses. Through the mild country, Grey as a dove, Clouds like sheep and lambs Quietly rove. Low gleam the pastures Of the low sky; Like sheep and lambs at rest The grey clouds lie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEN KARSHOOK'S WISDOM by ROBERT BROWNING TO A CYCLAMEN by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE TWINS by HENRY SAMBROOKE LEIGH WRITTEN IN MARCH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE FLITCH OF BACON: MY OLD COMPLAINT (ITS CAUSE AND CURE) by WILLIAM HARRISON AINSWORTH |