Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Weekly Poem

Pleasure


True pleasure breathes not city air,
Nor in Art's temples dwells,
In palaces and towers where
The voice of Grandeur dwells.

No! Seek it where high Nature holds
Her court 'mid stately groves,
Where she her majesty unfolds,
And in fresh beauty moves;

Where thousand birds of sweetest song,
The wildly rushing storm
And hundred streams which glide along,
Her mighty concert form!

Go where the woods in beauty sleep
Bathed in pale Luna's light,
Or where among their branches sweep
The hollow sounds of night.

Go where the warbling nightingale
In gushes rich doth sing,
Till all the lonely, quiet vale
With melody doth ring.

Go, sit upon a mountain steep,
And view the prospect round;
The hills and vales, the valley's sweep,
The far horizon bound.

Then view the wide sky overhead,
The still, deep vault of blue,
The sun which golden light doth shed,
The clouds of pearly hue.

And as you gaze on this vast scene
Your thoughts will journey far,
Though hundred years should roll between
On Time's swift-passing car.

To ages when the earth was yound,
When patriarchs, grey and old,
The praises of their god oft sung,
And oft his mercies told.

You see them with their beards of snow,
Their robes of ample form,
Their lives whose peaceful, gentle flow,
Felt seldom passion's storm.

Then a calm, solemn pleasure steals
Into your inmost mind;
A quiet aura your spirit feels,
A softened stillness kind.

Charlotte Bronte

3 comments:

  1. BEA!!!! {{{Hugs}}}

    Sorry I haven't been around lately! Thanks for still posting on my blog tho, tis mucho appreciated!

    Thanks for the grand poem my favorite line was "Go where the woods in beauty sleep
    Bathed in pale Luna's light, "

    Very pretty, tell Miss Bronte I said thanks too!!

    Hope you're doing well!

    Happy poeming!
    Kara

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  2. Kara,

    ((Hugs))

    Hey we all know life takes up our time and we do what we can. Of course I would still post on a blog I enjoy. I know you'll post when you can. Don't worry about it. Stop on by whenever you have time.

    Yes, I do love this poem. The lines:
    And as you gaze on this vast scene / Your thoughts will journey far

    remind me so much of what writers do, or I should speak for myself and say what I do.

    I'm doing great!

    Take care.
    Bea

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  3. I love this poem. Thanks for sharing.

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