Sweet garden! peaceful spot! no more in thee Shall I e'er while away the sunny hour. Farewell each blooming shrub, and lofty tree; Farewell the mossy path and nodding flow'r: I shall not hear again from yonder bow'r The song of birds, or humming of the bee, Nor listen to the waterfall, nor see The clouds float on behind the lofty tow'r. No more, at cool-air'd eve, or dewy morn, My gliding scythe shall shear thy mossy green: My busy hands shall never more adorn, My eyes no more may see, this peaceful scene. But still, sweet spot, wherever I may be, My love-led soul will wander back to thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IF IT WERE NOT FOR YOU by HAYDEN CARRUTH SPECIAL EFFECTS by JAMES GALVIN WE CAN'T WRITE OURSELVES INTO ETERNAL LIFE by DAVID IGNATOW MY LIGHT WITH YOURS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE PAST IS THE PRESENT (2) by MARIANNE MOORE GOOD FRIDAY HYMN by GEORGE SANTAYANA ELEGY: THE LITTLE GHOST WHO DIED FOR LOVE; FOR ALLANAH HARPER by EDITH SITWELL |