Song

T. S. Eliot

When we came home across the hill
No leaves were fallen from the trees;
The gentle fingers of the breeze
Had torn no quivering cobweb down.

The hedgerow bloomed with flowers still,
No withered petals lay beneath;
But the wild roses in your wreath
Were faded, and the leaves were brown.

This poem is in the public domain.

About This Poem

“Song” was published in Vol. 83, No. 6, of The Harvard Advocate on May 24, 1907.

T. S. Eliot was born on September 26, 1888, in St. Louis, Missouri. His collections of poetry include Prufrock and Other Observations (The Egoist, Ltd., 1917) and The Waste Land (Horace Liveright, 1922). Eliot received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1948. He died on January 4, 1965.

Poetry by Eliot

The Waste Land

(W. W. Norton, 2000)

"The Exposed Nest" by Robert Frost

"Notes for Canto CXX" by Ezra Pound

"The Guarded Wound" by Adelaide Crapsey

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October 22, 2016