A narrow fellow in the grass (1096)
A narrow fellow in the grass
Occasionally rides;
You may have met him—did you not . . .
A narrow fellow in the grass
Occasionally rides;
You may have met him—did you not . . .
Let not the title of my verse offend,
Nor let the pride contract her rigid brow;
That helpless Innocence demands a friend, . . .
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
. . .
Have but one God: thy knees were sore
If bent in prayer to three or four.
. . .
News from a foreign country came,
As if my treasures and my joys lay there;
So much it did my heart inflame, . . .
No coward soul is mine
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere
I see Heaven's glories shine
. . .
A noiseless patient spider,
I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated,
Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, . . .
Nuns fret not at their convent’s narrow room;
And hermits are contented with their cells;
And students with their pensive citadels; . . .
If all the world and love were young,
And truth in every Shepherd’s tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move,
. . .