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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FLUTE, by ANDRE MARIE CHENIER
First Line: When I remember I am nigh to weep
Last Line: To close the gaps upon the sounding reed.
Subject(s): Flutes; Music & Musicians; Musical Instruments
First Line: When I remember I am nigh to weep
Last Line: To close the gaps upon the sounding reed.
Subject(s): Flutes; Music & Musicians; Musical Instruments
WHEN I remember I am nigh to weep:
How he would hold the flute unto my lip,
And, smiling, set me level with his heart,
Swearing I beat him at his own smooth art.
'Twas he who taught my faltering lip to draw
Sweet breath unbrokenly and without flaw
Of suavest melody; my hands unskilled
By his deft hands over the stops were drilled;
'Twas thus I learnt, though still with blundering heed,
To close the gaps upon the sounding reed.
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