Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE NIGHTINGALE (2), by WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Dear quirister [chorister], who from those shadows sends Last Line: With trembling wings sobbed forth, I love, I love. Alternate Author Name(s): Drummond, William Variant Title(s): Sonnet To The Nightingale;sonnet Subject(s): Birds; Nightingales | ||||||||
Dear quirister, who from those shadows sends, Ere that the blushing dawn dare show her light, Such sad lamenting strains that night attends Become all ear, stars stay to hear thy plight; If one whose grief even reach of thought transcends, Who ne'er, not in a dream, did taste delight, May thee importune who like case pretends And seems to joy in woe, in woe's despite; Tell me, so may thou Fortune milder try And long, long sing, for what thou thus complains? Sith, winter gone, the sun in dappled sky Now smiles on meadows, mountains, woods and plains? The bird, as if my questions did her move, With trembling wings sobbed forth, I love, I love. | 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 FOR THE BAPTIST by WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN |
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