Learn More

Thomas Sturge Moore

(1870-1944 / England)

Idleness


O idleness, too fond of me,
Begone, I know and hate thee!
Nothing canst thou of pleasure see
In one that so doth rate thee;

For empty are both mind and heart
While thou with me dost linger;
More profit would to thee impart
A babe that sucks its finger.

I know thou hast a better way
To spend these hours thou squand'rest;
Some lad toils in the trough to-day
Who groans because thou wand'rest;

A bleating sheep he dowses now
Or wrestles with ram's terror;
Ah, 'mid the washing's hubbub, how
His sighs reproach thine error!

He knows and loves thee, Idleness;
For when his sheep are browsing,
His open eyes enchant and bless
A mind divinely drowsing;

No slave to sleep, he wills and sees
From hill-lawns the brown tillage;
Green winding lanes and clumps of trees,
Far town or nearer village,

The sea itself; the fishing feet
Where more, thine idle lovers,
Heark'ning to sea-mews find thee sweet
Like him who hears the plovers.

Begone; those haul their ropes at sea,
These plunge sheep in yon river:
Free, free from toil thy friends, and me
From Idleness deliver!

Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Idleness by Thomas Sturge Moore )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. Invictus, William Ernest Henley
  2. The Saddest Poem, Pablo Neruda
  3. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  4. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  5. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  6. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
  7. No Man Is An Island, John Donne
  8. Fire and Ice, Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
  10. If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda

Poem of the Day

poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti

A little while a little love
The hour yet bears for thee and me
Who have not drawn the veil to see
If still our heaven be lit above.
Thou merely, at the day's last sigh,
...... Read complete »

   

New Poems

  1. सबका चहेता तो रहा हूँ sabka chahetaa, hasmukh amathalal
  2. A moment (Rubliw), Gert Strydom
  3. सबका चहेता तो रहा हूँ sabka chahetaa, hasmukh amathalal
  4. Real strength, gajanan mishra
  5. When I admire you (Rubliw), Gert Strydom
  6. ETC2, shuvo chakraborty
  7. A falling leaf, Manthra Hariharan
  8. Christmas Invite, Francisco R. Albano
  9. My Lord, abdulrazak aralimatti
  10. Jaundice jaundice, gajanan mishra
[Hata Bildir]