I'm a Shepherd, and My Parlours
I'm a Shepherd, and My Parlours - meaning Summary
Pastoral Identity and Communion
The poem presents a simple pastoral speaker who identifies as a shepherd whose rooms are fields, hills and woods. It describes sensory encounters with nature—clouds, pines, poplars, cows and flowers—and portrays rural life as a source of consolation. The speaker finds rest, forgets grievances, and experiences a quiet spiritual communion with the sun and the stream. The tone is tranquil and celebratory of harmony with the natural world.
Read Complete AnalysesI'm a shepherd, and my parlours Are the ruffled pasture sides, Slopes of verdant hills and furrows, Balks, with booming cry of snipes. Yellow foamy clouds are trimming Pine-tree wood with lace designs, While I listen, lightly dreaming, To the whisper of the pines. Dewy poplars, softly waving, Shine with verdure on the scene. I am a shepherd, and my dwelling Is the gentle field of green. Cows salute and hail me chatting, Using their tongue of nods. Fragrant flowers are inviting, Kindly, to the river spots. I forget all grieves and cares, On a heap of twigs, I dream. To the sun I say my prayers, 'nd make communion by the stream.
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