Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NIGHTINGALE, by CHRISTIAN CARSTAIRS First Line: O! Could my sweet plaint lull to rest Last Line: With the thorn at my breast. Subject(s): Birds; Nightingales | ||||||||
O! could my sweet plaint lull to rest, Soften one sigh -- as thou dreamst, I'd sit the whole night on thy tree, And sing, -- -- sing, -- -- With the thorn at my breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY THE NIGHTINGALE IN BADELUNDA by TOMAS TRANSTROMER THE NIGHTINGALE by PAUL VERLAINE ODE, FR. THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM by RICHARD BARNFIELD NIGHTINGALES by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES BIANCA AMONG THE NIGHTINGALES by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE NIGHTINGALE; A CONVERSATION POEM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |
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