William Ellery Channing
William Ellery Channing Poems
|1.||The Barren Moors||9/6/2010|
|2.||The Hillside Cot||9/6/2010|
|3.||The Mountain (Excerpts)||9/6/2010|
|4.||And Here The Hermit Sat||9/6/2010|
|5.||From: A Poet's Hope||9/6/2010|
|10.||Tears In Spring (Lament For Thoreau)||9/6/2010|
|11.||Here Let Us Live And Spend Away Our Lives||9/6/2010|
|13.||Hymn Of The Earth||9/6/2010|
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Tears In Spring (Lament For Thoreau)
THE SWALLOW is flying over,
But he will not come to me;
He flits, my daring rover,
From land to land, from sea to sea;
Where hot Bermuda’s reef
Its barrier lifts to fortify the shore,
Above the surf’s wild roar
He darts as swiftly o’er,—
But he who heard his cry of spring
Hears that no more, heeds not his wing.
How bright the skies that dally
Along day’s cheerful arch,
And paint the sunset valley!
How redly buds the larch!
Blackbirds are singing,
Clear hylas ringing,
Over the meadow the frogs proclaim
The coming of Spring to boy and ...