Pastoral Poems
Pastoral Response
by Angel Garcia
Thy words and fawning how vacant and void
Dance under the night, diverting devoid
whirling around in the land sounds folie
In the meadow with small pests how lowly
I can’t fathom your hollow endearment
There’s others to oblige your fullfilment
I can asure im not the only one
With that sweet talk you’re bound to find someone
If our teens and passion linegerd in spring
Bill and coo under a tree mayhap cling
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Pastoral Proposal
by Angel Garcia
With honesty and love I invite thou
Softly dance with me in the vast meadow
Till night whirl around under the many stars
Speak to me, or be quiet in my arms
But dance, we shall, nonstop, and I blessed
If we so find ourselves at our whits end
Bill and coo by a tree, you I shall wield
In dills, or around the green grassy fields
If my words sound pleasurable to you
Pass many days and nights with me please do
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A Pastoral
by Allen Grossman
At that time the sheep called to him
From their wormy bellies, as they
Lay bloating in the field. He was
A pastoralist,
The schoolhouse hardly handsize
In a sky of flax.
He began
Then to keep the sayings of man
(The left hand writing; the right hand
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Poem On Pastoral Poetry
by Robert Burns
HAIL, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd!
In chase o' thee, what crowds hae swerv'd
Frae common sense, or sunk enerv'd
'Mang heaps o' clavers:
And och! o'er aft thy joes hae starv'd,
'Mid a' thy favours!
Say, Lassie, why, thy train amang,
While loud the trump's heroic clang,
And sock or buskin skelp alang
To death or marriage;
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Pastoral Proposal
by Angel Garcia
With honesty and love I invite thou
Softly dance with me in the vast meadow
Till night whirl around under the many stars
Speak to me, or be quiet in my arms
But dance, we shall, nonstop, and I blessed
If we so find ourselves at our whits end
Bill and coo by a tree, you I shall wield
In dills, or around the green grassy fields
If my words sound pleasurable to you
Pass many days and nights with me please do
......
Pastoral Response
by Angel Garcia
Thy words and fawning how vacant and void
Dance under the night, diverting devoid
whirling around in the land sounds folie
In the meadow with small pests how lowly
I can’t fathom your hollow endearment
There’s others to oblige your fullfilment
I can asure im not the only one
With that sweet talk you’re bound to find someone
If our teens and passion linegerd in spring
Bill and coo under a tree mayhap cling
......
Poem On Pastoral Poetry
by Robert Burns
HAIL, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd!
In chase o' thee, what crowds hae swerv'd
Frae common sense, or sunk enerv'd
'Mang heaps o' clavers:
And och! o'er aft thy joes hae starv'd,
'Mid a' thy favours!
Say, Lassie, why, thy train amang,
While loud the trump's heroic clang,
And sock or buskin skelp alang
To death or marriage;
......
A Pastoral
by Allen Grossman
At that time the sheep called to him
From their wormy bellies, as they
Lay bloating in the field. He was
A pastoralist,
The schoolhouse hardly handsize
In a sky of flax.
He began
Then to keep the sayings of man
(The left hand writing; the right hand
......
