I dream’d that as I wander’d by the way
Bare Winter suddenly was changed to Spring,
And gentle odours led my steps astray,
Mix’d with a sound of waters murmuring
Along a shelving bank of turf, which lay
Under a copse, and hardly dared to fling
Its green arms round the bosom of the stream,
But kiss’d it and then fled, as Thou mightest in dream.
–Lines 1-8, “A Dream of the Unknown,” Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
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Fantastic post. Love the photo and the quote. B
Nicely done.
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Thanks, CB! 😀
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I had never read this before, thanks for leading me there! I love the last stanza too:
Methought that of these visionary flowers
I made a nosegay, bound in such a way
That the same hues, which in their natural bowers
Were mingled or opposed, the like array 35
Kept these imprison’d children of the Hours
Within my hand,—and then, elate and gay,
I hasten’d to the spot whence I had come
That I might there present it—O! to whom?
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Yes! the whole poem! And yes, I debated including the last stanza in the post, but felt only the first stanza spoke to my feelings in the moment of the photo I shot earlier that day (the Dogwood blossoms).
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What a beautiful image!
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Thank you, pinknabi!
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Such loveliness for the eyes and the spirit. Thank you Chanda for these gifts 🙂
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Thank you, Sheila! Hugs…
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How lovely! (Though every post of spring reminds me it is autumn. lol)
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LOL! As I mentioned in response to another comment. Autumn is lovely too!
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Such a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing. Spring is such a pretty season. Here in NZ we are into our Autumn.
dropping by from MicroblogMonday.
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Autumn is beautiful too! Thanks for dropping by…
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