
Recalling woodland reveries filled with old legends, the speaker returns to the woods at Pentecost and feels childhood dreams revive. Voices that seem to speak insist that childhood cannot return and urge the speaker to draw poetry from the heart and life's sorrow and delight.
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Metapoetry, Nature Poetry · 1,071 words
Pleasant it was, when woods were green, / And winds were soft and low, / To lie amid some sylvan scene. / Where, the long drooping boughs between, / Shadows dark and sunlight sheen / Alternate come and go;
Or where the denser grove receives / No sunlight from above, / But the dark foliage interweaves / In one unbroken roof of leaves, / Underneath whose sloping eaves / The shadows hardly move.
woodlands · childhood memories · poetic inspiration · imagination · inner life · sorrow and delight
Pleasant it was, when Woods were Green is listed on Textopian as a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, dated Date unknown.
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