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Like One Who Walketh In A Plenteous Land (sonnet) Post by :rwtilton Category :Poems Author :Fanny Kemble Date :November 2011 Read :647

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Like One Who Walketh In A Plenteous Land (sonnet)

Like one who walketh in a plenteous land,
By flowing waters, under shady trees,
Through sunny meadows, where the summer bees
Feed in the thyme and clover; on each hand
Fair gardens lying, where of fruit and flower
The bounteous season hath poured out its dower:
Where saffron skies roof in the earth with light,
And birds sing thankfully towards Heaven, while he
With a sad heart walks through this jubilee,
Beholding how beyond this happy land,
Stretches a thirsty desert of gray sand,
Where all the air is one thick, leaden blight,
Where all things dwarf and dwindle,--so walk I,
Through my rich, present life, to what beyond doth lie.





(The end)
Fanny Kemble's poem: Like One Who Walketh In A Plenteous Land (Sonnet)

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