Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY BICYCLE, by FRANKLIN VERZELIUS NEWTON PAINTER First Line: The sun looks o'er the mountain fair Last Line: Can bring me such a joy and power. Subject(s): Bicycles; Grass; Landscape; Mountains; Wheels; Cycling; Hills; Downs (great Britain) | ||||||||
THE sun looks o'er the mountain fair, Its smiles the landscape greet; The songs of birds are in the air, As I spring upon the seat: A quick press on the pedal strong And, like a bird, I skim along. Farewell to cares that may annoy, To toil that tires the brain; New vigor sends a thrill of joy Through every tingling vein, As on I swiftly speed my way 'Mid beauteous scenes of rising day. My soul responds to each appeal Of nature's varied grace; The charm of stream and wood I feel, Each lovely prospect trace, As swift and silent on I fly 'Mid rural scenes and azure sky. At length I stop beneath a tree Where wells a cooling spring, And drink, inclined on bended knee, Its waters murmuring; A moment on the grass I rest, My brow by grateful breeze caressed. Then homeward I as quickly fare, With heart and brain elate, To take again, with lightened care, The duties that await, Exulting that my wheel each hour Can bring me such a joy and power. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CALIFORNIA SORROW: MOUNTAIN VIEW by MARY KINZIE CONTRA MORTEM: THE MOUNTAIN FASTNESS by HAYDEN CARRUTH GREEN MOUNTAIN IDYL by HAYDEN CARRUTH IF IT WERE NOT FOR YOU by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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