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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ROMANCE, by MILDRED HOWELLS First Line: Down from a sunken doorstep to the road Last Line: They see a little dark-eyed girl at play. | |||
DOWN from a sunken doorstep to the road, Through a warm garden full of old-time flowers, Stretches a pathway, where the wrinkled toad Sits lost in sunlight through long summer hours. Ah, little dream the passers in the street That there, a few yards from the old house door, Just where the apple and the pear trees meet, The noble deeds of old are lived once more! -- That there, within the gold-lit wavering shade, To Joan of Arc angelic voices sing, And once again the brave inspired maid Gives up her life for France and for her king. Or, now no more the fields of France are seen, They change to England's rougher, colder shore, Where rules Elizabeth, the Virgin Queen, Or where King Arthur holds his court once more. The stupid village folk they cannot see; Their eyes are old, and as they pass their way, It only seems to them beneath the tree They see a little dark-eyed girl at play. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOWN A WOODLAND WAY by MILDRED HOWELLS TO AN AMIABLE LITTLE BOY by MILDRED HOWELLS LOVE'S MIRACLE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AN OLD WOMAN: 2. HARVEST by EDITH SITWELL LWONESOMENESS by WILLIAM BARNES SONNET: 130 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE SONNET: 86 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE VOICE OF THE RAIN by WALT WHITMAN PRAYER OF AN UNEMPLOYED MAN by W. C. ACKERLY THEY CALL IT BUSINESS by CHARLES G. ADAMS THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION; A POEM. ENLARGED VERSION: BOOK 3 by MARK AKENSIDE |
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