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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT DUCLAIR, by DOLLIE CAROLINE MAITLAND RADFORD Poet's Biography First Line: The song of songs my heart would make Last Line: Its burden would be free. Alternate Author Name(s): Radford, Ernest, Mrs. Subject(s): Singing & Singers | |||
THE song of songs my heart would make Is full as the great river is, Of summer's noon-day mysteries; Of imaged orchards that do slake A thirst within its flood to take Their rapture of cool dreams. The sun's immortal nets that strive To catch the ripples as they move, The pools whose deepest waters prove A haven all the heavens contrive, Where summer clouds may come to drive Their cars and fleecy teams, -- The starry flowers that mark the way By grassy margins to the wood, The shining flowers whose quiet mood Is as of starlight to the day, -- All these are in my song to stay The floods of my desire. The wandering shadows from the west That every summer twilight brings, To hold the stream with spreading wings, And every fallen star whose quest Is hidden in the river's breast, Burn in my song like fire, -- With all the passionate tides that bear The travail of the shrouded nights, When hanging from their gleaming lights, Shining like jewels set in air, Great boats, that through the darkness fare Sweep upwards from the sea. So heavy in my song they lie, These summer mysteries that break My heart for love, that, for your sake, If you should breathe one tiniest sigh For love of me, the song would die, Its burden would be free. | 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 TO MY CHILDREN: 3 by DOLLIE CAROLINE MAITLAND RADFORD |
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