Castle In Eternal Woods
One Dewy morn in month of May
When meads and green were half asleep
The breeze was filled with blooms and hay
And by the lake were herds of sheep
In tinkling bells, in tinkling bells
O life ! O soul! I cannot tell!
The clouds they smiled in Glee or weep
Which phantoms of the yester years
Came out of dark of darkish deep
I ventured in the echoing green
And saw such scene, thou never seen
O hark, O hear !
The sky was clear,
And on the earth
The sun hath smiled
The dewy blooms, in orchard room
With scented breath the clouds beguiled
They came in flocks on flocks in mead
They float like fleet in meadow wide
They faint in dale or Hamlet near
It was the eve of yester_year
The maidens sang as cut they crop
I wondered now stray or stop
They called me from the hamlet's meads
But none of them asked me to stop
They chased and chased for several miles
Then by the Grove of vine they stopth
Their calls all faint and fail and died
On misty scene then curtains dropth
O life! O dale, My breath inhale
I have to go, there can't I dwell
Untrodden ways all harken me
I am listening their silent bell
Thousands of miles I left behind
I crossed the sand the earth the well
In whitish mist I saw a hut
And by it snow white horse I saw
It came and kneel down on the grass
I rode on it in fear and awe
It ran as fast as it could ran
I was enthralled by nature plan
Continued...
Copyright © Sabahat Batool | Year Posted 2023
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