The Happy Isles of Horace

The Happy Isles of Horace by Eugene Field

The poem describes a fantastical place where everything is perfect and beautiful, with lovely landscapes, pleasant weather, and happy inhabitants who live in harmony with nature. The speaker longs to escape the troubles of reality and find solace in this idyllic world.

By Eugene Field · First published 1892 · Genre: Poetry, Romanticism, Lyric · 256 words

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Oh, come with me to the Happy Isles / In the golden haze off yonder, / Where the song of the sun-kissed breeze beguiles / And the ocean loves to wander.

Fragrant the vines that mantle those hills, / Proudly the fig rejoices, / Merrily dance the virgin rills, / Blending their myriad voices.

Our herds shall suffer no evil there, / But peacefully feed and rest them -- / Never thereto shall prowling bear / Or serpent come to molest them.

Neither shall Eurus, wanton bold, / Nor feverish drought distress us, / But he that compasseth heat and cold / Shall temper them both to bless us.

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Poetry · Classical · Ancient Rome · Idyllic · Pastoral · Utopian · Imagery · Symbolism · Allegory · Mythology · Greek Influence · Roman Culture

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