To The Cricket
Didst thou not tease and fret me to and fro, Sweet spirit of this summer-circled field, With that quiet voice of thine that would not yield Its meaning, though I mused and sought it so? But now I am content to let it go, To lie at length and watch the swallows pass, As blithe and restful as this quiet grass, Content only to listen and to know That years shall turn, and summers yet shall shine, And I shall lie beneath these swaying trees, Still listening thus; haply at last to seize, And render in some happier verse divine That friendly, homely, haunting speech of thine, That perfect utterance of content and ease.
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"Didst thou not tease and fret me to and fro,..."
Archibald Lampman's contribution to classic is further solidified by the brilliance found in "To The Cricket"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...