Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WILD NATURE, by CHARLES NEWTON First Line: Fresh were the breathings of the nightborn gale Last Line: More than an evening's hour, or a long summer's day Subject(s): Creation; Nature | ||||||||
FRESH were the breathings of the nightborn gale, Bright was the dew on fern and blade and thorn, Gay was the lark that did the morning hail, And glorious thou, O sun, that mad'st it morn; The herds, indeed, moped with a heavier eye, But they were happy stilland therefore so was I. And so I yet may be, let but the Muse Her loved, inspiring influence bestow, Let me but Nature's open pages use, And all but man and man's distresses know; Here wander, free as the controlless wind, And leave a warring world and all its cares behind! Thou sweep of russet heath, ye winding vales, Ye wavy hillocks, you your poet loves! And thee, sweet stream, and you ye woodland dales, And holy aisles of dimly-lighted groves, Whose towerlike trunks tuft-ivy wrappeth round, Whose outstretched giant arms sweep wide the grassy ground. The man that dwells amid such scenes as these, Sees sunny fields and breathes Creation's air, Can aught that's low or aught that's little please? Can Sorrow catch him or can Vice ensnare? What can he know of wars and murderous strife, Who whileth thus away his golden hours of life? O all things wild and shapen by the hand Of real rude Nature in her roughest mood, Such as the Lord of Nature did command That ye should be, and then pronounced you good, Though rich, yet plain as is your simple show Let my loose-warbled strains and artless numbers flow! O all things rustically unrefined, Honest and bare, accept my meed of praise! This country coarseness winneth all my mind And I am wedded to its humble ways, And I were pleased amid these bowers to stay More than an evening's hour, or a long summer's day | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTERRUPTED MEDITATION by ROBERT HASS TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN WRITING IS AN AID TO MEMORY: 17 by LYN HEJINIAN LET US GATHER IN A FLOURISHING WAY by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA IN MICHAEL ROBINS?ÇÖS CLASS MINUS ONE by HICOK. BOB BREADTH. CIRCLE. DESERT. MONARCH. MONTH. WISDOM by JOHN HOLLANDER VARIATIONS: 16 by CONRAD AIKEN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN CONTRA MORTEM: THE CHILD by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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