Matthew Arnold

(1822-1888 / Middlesex / England)

A Dream - Poem by Matthew Arnold

Was it a dream? We sail'd, I thought we sail'd,
Martin and I, down the green Alpine stream,
Border'd, each bank, with pines; the morning sun,
On the wet umbrage of their glossy tops,
On the red pinings of their forest-floor,
Drew a warm scent abroad; behind the pines
The mountain-skirts, with all their sylvan change
Of bright-leaf'd chestnuts and moss'd walnut-trees
And the frail scarlet-berried ash, began.
Swiss chalets glitter'd on the dewy slopes,
And from some swarded shelf, high up, there came
Notes of wild pastoral music--over all
Ranged, diamond-bright, the eternal wall of snow.
Upon the mossy rocks at the stream's edge,
Back'd by the pines, a plank-built cottage stood,
Bright in the sun; the climbing gourd-plant's leaves
Muffled its walls, and on the stone-strewn roof
Lay the warm golden gourds; golden, within,
Under the eaves, peer'd rows of Indian corn.
We shot beneath the cottage with the stream.
On the brown, rude-carved balcony, two forms
Came forth--Olivia's, Marguerite! and thine.
Clad were they both in white, flowers in their breast;
Straw hats bedeck'd their heads, with ribbons blue,
Which danced, and on their shoulders, fluttering, play'd.
They saw us, they conferred; their bosoms heaved,
And more than mortal impulse fill'd their eyes.
Their lips moved; their white arms, waved eagerly,
Flash'd once, like falling streams; we rose, we gazed.
One moment, on the rapid's top, our boat
Hung poised--and then the darting river of Life
(Such now, methought, it was), the river of Life,
Loud thundering, bore us by; swift, swift it foam'd,
Black under cliffs it raced, round headlands shone.
Soon the plank'd cottage by the sun-warm'd pines
Faded--the moss--the rocks; us burning plains,
Bristled with cities, us the sea received.


Comments about A Dream by Matthew Arnold

  • Gold Star - 30,591 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (4/23/2014 8:12:00 AM)

    Nature is such a vast subject where taking into aplenty for themes of creativity will not dwindle the stock of nature and the great poet have also taken the subject of nature which perfectly woven in to a very ideal poem and I salute his creativity with respects. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 30,591 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (4/23/2014 8:02:00 AM)

    A very beautiful and great poem of the great poet and interested much in reading the poems of the great one. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,720 Points Neela Nath (5/11/2013 10:03:00 PM)

    Nature with her every object is presented with imagery. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 2, 2010



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