Allegra Poem by James Russell Lowell
Allegra
I would more natures were like thine,
That never casts a glance before,
Thou Hebe, who thy heart's bright wine
So lavishly to all dost pour,
That we who drink forget to pine,
And can but dream of bliss in store.
Thou canst not see a shade in life;
With sunward instinct thou dost rise,
And, leaving clouds below at strife,
Gazest undazzled at the skies,
With all their blazing splendors rife,
A songful lark with eagle's eyes.
Thou wast some foundling whom the Hours
Nursed, laughing, with the milk of Mirth;
Some influence more gay than ours
Hath ruled thy nature from its birth,
As if thy natal stars were flowers
That shook their seeds round thee on earth.
And thou, to lull thine infant rest,
Wast cradled like an Indian child;
All pleasant winds from south and west
With lullabies thine ears beguiled,
Rocking thee in thine oriole's nest,
Till Nature looked at thee and smiled.
Thine every fancy seems to borrow
A sunlight from thy childish years,
Making a golden cloud of sorrow,
A hope-lit rainbow out of tears,-
Thy heart is certain of to-morrow,
Though 'yond to-day it never peers.
I would more natures were like thine,
So innocently wild and free,
Whose sad thoughts, even, leap and shine,
Like sunny wavelets in the sea,
Making us mindless of the brine,
In gazing on the brilliancy.
Bernard, I agree with you as this is a great write and an immortal poem of the day.
Thank you so much for your response on my comment, dear Respected Master Poet Kumarmani Mahakul Sir
As only Lowell can write this, no other poet can. Enchanting, as it were. Beautiful flow 5 Stars Full
This poem is an outstanding poem. Reading such a lovely poem as poem of the day motivates mind automatically. Heart's bright beat nourishes natural life. Brilliant expression is witnessed. All pleasant winds from south and west with lullabies thine ears beguiled. We deeply and affectionately appreciate poet's effort for penning this poem...10
I agree to a point- -a sunny, cheerful, optimistic outlook makes many days with their itty bitty annoyances a better day- -however- - ] Whose sad thoughts, even, leap and shine, / Like sunny wavelets in the sea, /Making us mindless of the brine, [- - - - - one must feel the depth of sorrow or righteous anger or frankly one could be rightfully called a blooming idiot
Optimistic outlook motivates mind. Sunny wavelets amaze us. This poem is very brilliantly penned. We like your feedback here.
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