IN the green and gallant Spring,
Love and the lyre I thought to sing,
And kisses sweet to give and take
By the flowery hawthorn brake.
Now is russet Autumn here,
Death and the grave and winter drear,
And I must ponder here aloof
While the rain is on the roof.
In The Green And Gallant Spring
Robert Louis Stevenson
(1)
Poem topics: autumn, death, green, rain, spring, winter, sweet, roof, grave, thought, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about In The Green And Gallant Spring poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
Best Poems of Robert Louis Stevenson