07-22-2009, 04:14 PM
Following are the comments of a person relating to william Black's Echoing Green
The short but lovely poem has been taken from "Songs of Innocence' by William Blake. These songs are the divine voice of childhood. In this poem the poet has described a grassy park on a warm day in late spring. The sun is spreading its golden rays over the earth. Every thing glitters with life. The sky is bright and clear. Happy song birds like skylark and thrush are singing in tune with the cheerful sound of the church bells. They welcome the spring with their sweet notes.
Old John and other elderly persons are sitting under the oak tree. They are watching the sports of young boys and girls. They are all laughing and trying to forget their worries. They recall their own child hood and say that they also enjoyed their games on the green field in the same way. Soon the evening approaches. As the sun comes down and darkness prevails, all sports come to an end. The children feel tired now. They go home and take refuge in the laps of their mothers. They went into the bed just like birds in their nests. The bright green field turns into a deserted and dark field.
The short but lovely poem has been taken from "Songs of Innocence' by William Blake. These songs are the divine voice of childhood. In this poem the poet has described a grassy park on a warm day in late spring. The sun is spreading its golden rays over the earth. Every thing glitters with life. The sky is bright and clear. Happy song birds like skylark and thrush are singing in tune with the cheerful sound of the church bells. They welcome the spring with their sweet notes.
Old John and other elderly persons are sitting under the oak tree. They are watching the sports of young boys and girls. They are all laughing and trying to forget their worries. They recall their own child hood and say that they also enjoyed their games on the green field in the same way. Soon the evening approaches. As the sun comes down and darkness prevails, all sports come to an end. The children feel tired now. They go home and take refuge in the laps of their mothers. They went into the bed just like birds in their nests. The bright green field turns into a deserted and dark field.