Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NATURE MORE THAN SCIENCE, by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT Poet's Biography First Line: I have a thousand thousand lays Last Line: And sleepily wore on the stilly summer day. Alternate Author Name(s): Raimar, Freidmund Subject(s): Nature; Science; Scientists | ||||||||
I have a thousand thousand lays, Compact of myriad myriad words, And so can sing a million ways. Can play at pleasure on the chords Of tuned harp or heart, Yet is there one sweet song For which in vain I pine and long; I cannot reach that song, with all my minstrel art. A shepherd sits within a dell O'er-canopied from rain and heat; A shallow but pellucid well Doth bubble at his feet. His pipe is but a leaf, Yet there, above that stream He plays and plays, as in a dream One air that steals away the senses like a thief. A simple air it seems, in truth, And who begins will end it soon. Yet when that hidden shepherd-youth So pours it in the ear of noon Tears flow from those anear. All songs of yours and mine Condensed in one were less divine Than that sweet air to sing, that sweet, sweet air to hear! 'Twas yesternoon he played it last, The hummings of a hundred bees Were in mine ears, yet as I passed I heard him through the myrtle-trees Stretched all along he lay 'Mid foliage half decayed; His lambs were feeding while he played, And sleepily wore on the stilly summer day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REACTIONARY ESSAY ON APPLIED SCIENCE by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY THE POLITICIAN OF THE IRISH EARLDOM by HILAIRE BELLOC AN AMERICAN SCENE by NORMAN DUBIE WHY WAIT FOR SCIENCE by ROBERT FROST DIXIT INSIPIENS by CAROLYN KIZER GLOBULE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER A PARABLE by FRIEDRICH RUCKERT |
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