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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FOUNTAIN (1), by SARA TEASDALE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: All through the deep blue night
Last Line: And the gleaming dew-drops fell.
Alternate Author Name(s): Filsinger, Ernest B., Mrs.
Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening
First Line: All through the deep blue night
Last Line: And the gleaming dew-drops fell.
Alternate Author Name(s): Filsinger, Ernest B., Mrs.
Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening
All through the deep blue night
The fountain sang alone;
It sang to the drowsy heart
Of the satyr carved in stone.
The fountain sang and sang,
But the satyr never stirred --
Only the great white moon
In the empty heaven heard.
The fountain sang and sang
While on the marble rim
The milk-white peacocks slept,
And their dreams were strange and dim.
Bright dew was on the grass,
And on the ilex, dew,
The dreamy milk-white birds
Were all a-glisten, too.
The fountain sang and sang
The things one cannot tell;
The dreaming peacocks stirred
And the gleaming dew-drops fell.
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