LIMBER-limbed, lazy god, stretched on the rock, Where is sweet Echo, and where is your flock? What are you making here? "Listen," said Pan, -- "Out of a river-reed music for man!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DITTY IN IMITATION OF THE SPANISH: ENTRE TANTO QUE L'AVRIL by EDWARD HERBERT OPPORTUNITY by JOHN JAMES INGALLS THE SHEPHERDESS by ALICE MEYNELL LONDON SURVEYED AND ILLUSTRATED by JOHANNEM ADAMUS SONG by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN THE TREE BUDS by KATE LOUISE BROWN A LITTLE WRINKLED SOUL OF LOVELINESS by WILLIAM BYRON CHARLES |