Home Thoughts, from Abroad

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Home Thoughts from Abroad

BY ROBERT BROWNING

Oh, to be in England

Now that April’s there,

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And whoever wakes in England

Sees, some morning, unaware,

That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf

Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,

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While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough

In England—now!

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And after April, when May follows,

And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!

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Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge

Leans to the field and scatters on the clover

Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray’s edge—

That’s the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,

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Lest you should think he never could recapture

The first fine careless rapture!

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And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,

All will be gay when noontide wakes anew

The buttercups, the little children’s dower

—Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!

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Last April we went back to England in the Springtime and spent a couple of days in the Cotswolds. I’ve been feeling homesick every since.

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  1. Michele says

    Thank you for posting this. So lovely! (And so different from the Seattle area–I live in this area too. We have nothing this old and beautiful.)

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