Arthur Hugh Clough - The Shady Lane lyrics

Whence comest thou, shady lane? and why and how? Thou, where with idle heart ten years ago I wandered and with childhood's paces slow, So long unthought of, and remembered now. Again in vision clear thy pathwayed side I tread, and view thy orchard plots again With yellow fruitage hung,--and glimmering grain Standing or shocked through the thick hedge espied. This hot still noon of August brings the sight; This quelling silence as of eve or night, Wherein earth (feeling as a mother will After her travail's latest bitterest throes) Looks up, so seemeth it one half repose, One half in effort, straining, suffering still.