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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
STANZAS FOR MUSIC, by MARY (BALFOUR) BRUNTON First Line: When thou at eventide art roaming Last Line: I think of thee! | |||
When thou at eventide art roaming Along the elm-o'ershaded walk, Where, past, the eddying stream is foaming Beneath its tiny cataract, Where I with thee was wont to talk, -- Think then upon the days gone by, And heave a sigh! When sails the moon above the mountains, And cloudless skies are purely blue, And sparkle in the light the fountains, And darker frowns the lonely yew, -- Then be thou melancholy too, When musing on the hours I prov'd With thee, belov'd! When wakes the dawn upon thy dwelling, And lingering shadows disappear, And soft the woodland songs are swelling A choral anthem on thine ear, -- Think -- for that hour to thought is dear! And then her flight remembrance wings To by-past things. To me, through every season, dearest, In every scene -- by day, by night, Thou present to my mind appearest A quenchless star -- for ever bright! My solitary, sole delight! Alone -- in grove -- by shore -- at sea, I think of thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A WINTER NIGHT by SARA TEASDALE TO COLE, THE PAINTER, DEPARTING FOR EUROPE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT SORROW by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE MORITURI SALUTAMUS [WE WHO ARE TO DIE SALUTE YOU] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW INDIAN NAMES by LYDIA HUNTLEY SIGOURNEY THE PRINCESS: SONG by ALFRED TENNYSON |
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