Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MUSIC'S TRAGEDY, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: Had birds no season for their precious songs Last Line: Is there no quiet place to sleep or rest? Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Birds; Music & Musicians; Singing & Singers; Songs | ||||||||
Had birds no season for their precious songs, What would we call them but a common pest? Since Music's now a manufactured thing, Potted and churned in every house we pass Think of the birds, how they more wisely sing. That Paradise we dreamed of years ago, When Music, rarely heard, was thought divine, Is for the 'Damned', and not the 'Happy Blest'; Since, fed by force, with Music cheapened so Is there no quiet place to sleep or rest? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE APOLLO TRIO by CONRAD AIKEN BAD GIRL SINGING by MARK JARMAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 4 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 5 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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