Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DIRGE (1), by RALPH WALDO EMERSON Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Knows he who tills this lonely field Last Line: "the master's requiem." Variant Title(s): Peter's Field Subject(s): Concord, Massachusetts | ||||||||
KNOWS he who tills this lonely field, To reap its scanty corn, What mystic fruit his acres yield At midnight and at morn? In the long sunny afternoon The plain was full of ghosts; I wandered up, I wandered down, Beset by pensive hosts. The winding Concord gleamed below, Pouring as wide a flood As when my brothers, long ago, Came with me to the wood. But they are gone, -- the holy ones Who trod with me this lovely vale; The strong, star-bright companions Are silent, low, and pale. My good, my noble, in their prime, Who made this world the feast it was, Who learned with me the lore of time, Who loved this dwelling-place! They took this valley for their toy, They played with it in every mood; A cell for prayer, a hall for joy, -- They treated nature as they would. They colored the horizon round; Stars flamed and faded as they bade; All echoes hearkened for their sound, -- They made the woodlands glad or mad. I touch this flower of silken leaf, Which once our childhood knew; Its soft leaves wound me with a grief Whose balsam never grew. Hearken to yon pine-warbler Singing aloft in the tree! Hearest thou, O traveller, What he singeth to me? Not unless God made sharp thine ear With sorrow such as mine, Out of that delicate lay couldst thou Its heavy tale divine. "Go, lonely man," it saith; "They loved thee from their birth; Their hands were pure, and pure their faith, -- There are no such hearts on earth. "Ye drew one mother's milk, One chamber held ye all; A very tender history Did in your childhood fall. "Ye cannot unlock your heart, The key is gone with them; The silent organ loudest chants The master's requiem." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONCORD HYMN; SUNG AT COMPLETION OF CONCORD MONUMENT, 1836 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON MUSKETAQUID by RALPH WALDO EMERSON HAWTHORNE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW LINES; SUGGESTED BY GRAVES TWO ENGLISH SOLDIERS ON CONCORD by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THOREAU'S FLUTE by LOUISA MAY ALCOTT AT HAWTHORNE'S GRAVE by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES WALDEN LAKE by WILLIAM ELLERY CHANNING (1817-1901) ODE READ AT 100TH ANNIVERSARY OF FIGHT AT CONCORD BRIDGE by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL HAWTHORNE'S GRAVE by FRANK DEXTER MASON |
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