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The Greenwood Tree-William Shakespeare

 THE GREENWOOD TREE Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to lie i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats, And please with what he gets, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Summary: 'The Greenwood Tree' by William Shakespeare celebrates the simple joys of nature and the carefree lifestyle. The speaker invites a companion to join them under the greenwood tree, where they can lie together and listen to the sweet songs of birds. The poem emphasizes a rejection of ambition and a preference for a life of contentment and simplicity, where one can enjoy the warmth of the sun and find pleasure in the basic necessities. There, under the greenwood tree, the speaker assures their companion that they will find no...

A City Sand-Pile - Edmund Leamy

A CITY SAND-PILE Children in a sand-pile On a dingy street- Building men had left it there, Little did they think or care Children small would find it fair And run with eager feet. Children in a sand-pile On a golden day, Glory! How their eager cries Filled the city's clouded skies. As with unrestrained surprise They found that they could play. Children in a sand-pile- Life seemed all complete! Never knew they beach, or sea, Mountain, field, or stream, or tree- God be thanked that yet there be Sand-piles in the street. EDMUND LEAMY Summary: 'A City Sand-Pile' by Edmund Leamy celebrates the joy and innocence of children playing in a sand-pile on dingy street in the city. The poem describes how the sand-pile originally left by construction workers, becomes a source of delight for the children who stumble upon it. Despite the urban surroundings, the children revel in the simple pleasure of playing in the sand on a sunny day, their laughter filling the city's skies. The po...

The Horse Trough - Richard Hughes

THE HORSE TROUGH Clouds of children round the trough Splash and clatter in the sun: Their clouted shoes are mostly off, And some are quarrelling, and one Cools half her face, nose downward bubbling, Wetting her clothes and never troubling; Bobble, bobble, bobble there Till bubbles like young earthquakes heave The orange island of her hair And tidal waves run up her sleeve; Another's tanned as brown as bistre; Another ducks his little sister, And all are mixed in such a crowd And tell their separate joys so loud That who can be this silent one, This dimpled, pensive, baby one? -She sits the sunny steps so still For hours, trying hard to kill One fly at least of those that buzz So cannily... And then she does. RICHARD HUGHES Summary: 'The Horse Trough' by Richard Hughes is a poem that vividly captures a scene of children playing around a horse trough. The lines depict the lively atmosphere as the children splash and make noise in the sun. Despite the commotion, the poet high...