10 september 2009

~The Daydream~

Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-82) The thronged boughs of the shadowy sycamore
Still bear young leaflets half the summer through;
From when the robin 'gainst the unhidden blue
Perched dark, till now, deep in the leafy core,
The embowered throstle's urgent wood-notes soar
Through summer silence. Still the leaves come new;
Yet never rosy-sheathed as those which drew
Their spiral tongues from spring-buds heretofore.
Within the branching shade of Reverie
Dreams even may spring till autumn; yet none be
Like woman's budding day-dream spirit-fann'd.
Lo! tow'rd deep skies, not deeper than her look,
She dreams; till now on her forgotten book
Drops the forgotten blossom from her hand.

Both the painting and poem were inspired by
Tennyson's poem of the same name, The Daydream

2 opmerkingen:

Madelief zei

Hoi Anna,

Wat een prachtig gedicht! Fijne avond! groetjes van Madelief

Hermes zei

Great picture and poem. Lovely early Autumn day here, just right for day dreaming - if I had the time!