Approach Of Summer Poem by William Lisle Bowles
Approach Of Summer
How shall I meet thee, Summer, wont to fill
My heart with gladness, when thy pleasant tide
First came, and on the Coomb's romantic side
Was heard the distant cuckoo's hollow bill!
Fresh flowers shall fringe the margin of the stream,
As with the songs of joyance and of hope
The hedge-rows shall ring loud, and on the slope
The poplars sparkle in the passing beam;
The shrubs and laurels that I loved to tend,
Thinking their May-tide fragrance would delight,
With many a peaceful charm, thee, my poor friend,
Shall put forth their green shoots, and cheer the sight!
But I shall mark their hues with sadder eyes,
And weep the more for one who in the cold earth lies!
The shrubs and laurels that I loved to tend, Thinking their May-tide fragrance would delight, With many a peaceful charm, thee, my poor friend, Shall put forth their green shoots, and cheer the sight! .....it's beautiful natural description; enjoyable poem; feeling natural to read this
Gladness of the heart! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
'But I shall mark their hues with sadder eyes, And weep the more for one who in the cold earth lies! ' - Beautiful! Susan Williams has said it all! I have nothing more to add.
The beginning of this wonderful poem reveals something powerful. It does not matter what attitude he might try to have, it will not make him happy. The pain seems so deep that he can try to see summer as the most beautiful thing, still he will not be glad. Magnificent piece of writing this is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This is a sparkling little jewel in his treasure chest- - - -it is so captivatingly lovely there where he took us for a walk.