Soothing Poems: 220 / 500

In An English Garden

Rating: 2.8

In this old garden, fair, I walk to-day
Heart-charmed with all the beauty of the scene:
The rich, luxuriant grasses' cooling green,
The wall's environ, ivy-decked and gray,
The waving branches with the wind at play,
The slight and tremulous blooms that show between,
Sweet all: and yet my yearning heart doth lean
Toward Love's Egyptian fleshpots far away.

Beside the wall, the slim Laburnum grows
And flings its golden flow'rs to every breeze.
But e'en among such soothing sights as these,
I pant and nurse my soul-devouring woes.
Of all the longings that our hearts wot of,
There is no hunger like the want of love!

READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Topaz 19 July 2019

Both of my parents were born in summer. So, my mind is heavy with thoughts of time past. Without a doubt I now know; time once gone will never return again.

0 0 Reply