Foreign Lands Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

Foreign Lands

Rating: 3.1


Up into the cherry tree
Who should climb but little me?
I held the trunk with both my hands
And looked abroad in foreign lands.

I saw the next door garden lie,
Adorned with flowers, before my eye,
And many pleasant places more
That I had never seen before.

I saw the dimpling river pass
And be the sky's blue looking-glass;
The dusty roads go up and down
With people tramping in to town.

If I could find a higher tree
Farther and farther I should see,
To where the grown-up river slips
Into the sea among the ships,

To where the road on either hand
Lead onward into fairy land,
Where all the children dine at five,
And all the playthings come alive.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

looked abroad on foreign lands.

0 0 Reply
Baishnavi shanker 20 July 2018

Nice and lovely poem we are doing this in ellucation compidition

0 1 Reply
Harsh 13 April 2018

Nice poem

0 1 Reply
Ratnakar Mandlik 31 March 2016

Lovely expression, To where the road on either hand Lead onward into fairy land, where all children dine at five, And all the playthings come alive.

0 2 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success