Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A NIGHTINGALE, by ELINOR SWEETMAN First Line: Minstrel unseen, who singest to the skies Last Line: Among the silver lilies of the stars. Subject(s): Birds; Nightingales | ||||||||
Minstrel unseen, who singest to the skies, Hope not to make the vestal night pulsate To such wild strains of music passionate; For she on heaven hath fixed her virgin eyes, And, deaf to thine entrancing melodies, Doth quiring angels, silent, contemplate, While hid in shadow, thou may'st sing and wait, To thine own longing making sad replies. He is thy love! O see, at heaven's edge, Where trees expectant stand along the ridge, Thy song is crowned ere yet its ardour sinks; Dawn leans her down through golden window-bars, And flings with shining hands her wreathed pinks Among the silver lilies of the stars. | 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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