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Fern Hill - Poem by Dylan Thomas

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
The night above the dingle starry,
Time let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of his eyes,
And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns
And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves
Trail with daisies and barley
Down the rivers of the windfall light.

And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns
About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home,
In the sun that is young once only,
Time let me play and be
Golden in the mercy of his means,
And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves
Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and
And the sabbath rang slowly
In the pebbles of the holy streams.

All the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay
Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was
And playing, lovely and watery
And fire green as grass.
And nightly under the simple stars
As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away,
All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the
Flying with the ricks, and the horses
Flashing into the dark.

And then to awake, and the farm, like a wanderer white
With the dew, come back, the cock on his shoulder: it was all
Shining, it was Adam and maiden,
The sky gathered again
And the sun grew round that very day.
So it must have been after the birth of the simple light
In the first, spinning place, the spellbound horses walking
Out of the whinnying green stable
On to the fields of praise.

And honoured among foxes and pheasants by the gay house
Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long,
In the sun born over and over,
I ran my heedless ways,
My wishes raced through the house high hay
And nothing I cared, at my sky blue trades, that time allows
In all his tuneful turning so few and such morning songs
Before the children green and golden
Follow him out of grace.

Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would
take me
Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand,
In the moon that is always rising,
Nor that riding to sleep
I should hear him fly with the high fields
And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land.
Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

Comments about Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas

  • Rookie - 0 Points Allan Gardiner (3/10/2016 1:52:00 PM)

    Be sure to watch the movie SHADOWLANDS starring Welshman, Anthony Hopkins as C.S. Lewis, who wrote Narnia among other things. In the movie, young Douglas Gresham, having just lost his mother, then finds the freedom of his childhood when he's taken under the wing of Lewis [Hopkins]. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Susan Kutner (2/20/2016 3:08:00 PM)

    I have loved this poem all of my life. Now that I am in my sixties, I can see that the poem laments more than the passing of the innocence of childhood... it is about time itself, and how time has a way of stealing all that we hold dear while we are not looking; yes, we are happy enjoying a period of our lives; but always time is moving us on and as someone once said We shall never be (exactly) here again so, realize this and savor the me this is what Dylan Thomas is talking about - Time itself, and the loss of innocence, childhood and the feeling that people and things last forever.
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    Rookie - 0 Points Allan Gardiner (3/10/2016 1:42:00 PM)

    Perhaps my tears are the prism that I need to find the rainbow that is me.

  • Rookie - 0 Points David E C Huggins (2/9/2016 1:26:00 PM)

    The prose is undeniably beautiful, however I suspect the theme is the true spiritual nature of mankind rather than childhood alone. I surrender to the lyric - it touches my soul. (Report) Reply

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Poems About Green

  1. 1. Fern Hill , Dylan Thomas
  2. 2. The Echoing Green , William Blake
  3. 3. A Green Cornfield , Christina Georgina Rossetti
  4. 4. Summer In The South , Paul Laurence Dunbar
  5. 5. Green Grow The Rashes , Robert Burns
  6. 6. The Green Month , Marjorie Lowry Christie Pick ..
  7. 7. The Ivy Green , Charles Dickens
  8. 8. Green Things Growing , Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
  9. 9. When The Green Gits Back In The Trees , James Whitcomb Riley
  10. 10. As Ireland Wore The Green , Henry Lawson
  11. 11. Green Fields And Running Brooks , James Whitcomb Riley
  12. 12. The Color Green , Chana Bloch
  13. 13. Lilac And Gold And Green , Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
  14. 14. Green , David Herbert Lawrence
  15. 15. In The Greenest Of Our Valleys , Edgar Allan Poe
  16. 16. Green Groweth The Holly , Henry VIII, King of England
  17. 17. Green Sleeves , Anonymous British
  18. 18. Meet Me In The Green Glen , John Clare
  19. 19. The Colours Of Light , Dorothea Mackellar
  20. 20. The Color Of The Grave Is Green , Emily Dickinson
  21. 21. Sir Gawaine And The Green Knight , Yvor Winters
  22. 22. Camps Of Green , Walt Whitman
  23. 23. Asphodel, That Greeny Flower , William Carlos Williams
  24. 24. Green Sees Things In Waves , August Kleinzahler
  25. 25. Green Mountain , Li Po
  26. 26. The Green Bowl , Amy Lowell
  27. 27. Green Thumb , Philip Levine
  28. 28. Green , Paul Verlaine
  29. 29. Romance Sonámbulo , Federico García Lorca
  30. 30. White And Green , Amy Lowell
  31. 31. The Green Eye Of The Little Yellow God , John Milton Hayes
  32. 32. Little Green Buttons , Shel Silverstein
  33. 33. Men In Green , David Campbell
  34. 34. Green Copper , Raymond A Foss
  35. 35. Orange Berries Dark Green Leaves , John Taggart
  36. 36. Green Fields , William Stanley Merwin
  37. 37. The Guinea Pig And The Green Balloon , Oni Buchanan
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