Not meagre, latent boughs alone, O songs! (scaly and bare, like eagles' talons,) But haply for some sunny day (who knows?) some future spring, some summer -- bursting forth, To verdant leaves, or sheltering shade -- to nourishing fruit, Apples and grapes -- the stalwart limbs of trees emerging -- the fresh, free, open air, And love and faith, like scented roses blooming. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOHENGRIN; PROEM by EMMA LAZARUS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EDITH CONANT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS AN INSINCERE WISH ADDRESSED TO A BEGGAR by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE AN APPEAL TO CATS IN THE BUSINESS OF LOVE; SONG by THOMAS FLATMAN LESSER EPISTLES: TO BERNARD LINTOTT by JOHN GAY THE MAN HE KILLED by THOMAS HARDY |