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Full text of the poem, Leisure. WHAT is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare?— No time to stand beneath the boughs, And stare as long as sheep and cows: No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass: No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night: No time to turn at Beauty's glance.
The poem "Leisure" by W. H. As a girl living in Yorkshire, England, our Mum sent my sister and myself to take Elocution lessons. Mum didn't want us to grow up with broad Yorkshire accents! This poem, "Leisure", was the first poem we learned on how to say the words correctly in the King's English. "a's are pronounced long as in "father", not as in "cat". Thanks!.
"Leisure" is a poem by We have no time to stand and stare. And stare as long as sheep or cows. Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. Streams full of stars, like skies at night. And watch her feet, how they can dance. Enrich that smile her eyes began. We have no time to stand and stare.
William Henry Davies (1871-1940) "Leisure" is a poem by Welsh poet W. H. Davies, appearing originally in his Songs of Joy and Others, published in by A. C. Fifield and then in Davies' first anthology Collected Poems by the same publisher in
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Supported and celebrated by We are often in such a hurry in life that we move from one thing to the next without stopping to notice the beauty around us. Famous poet W.H. Davies () reminds us that life passes by quickly, and he encourages readers to take moments to “stand and stare.” W.H. Davies was a Welsh poet who devoted himself to writing poetry in his late 20s.
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Hrodland - The first poem, apart from nursery rhymes, that I recall hearing at infant/ primary school. The first two lines stuck with me through the years when life and work got in the way. Having retired a few years ago and joined a local poetry group, this poem is the first one I read out to the other members of the group. This Digital Prints item The lines quoted above have been taken from the poem ‘Leisure’ written by W. H. Davies. The poet in this poem expresses his deep sense of pain over modern man’s inability and indifference in responding to the beauties of nature because he lacks of time. The Poet says that the life of modern man is full of hurries and worries.