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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG (1), by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL First Line: Wandering in the still of eve Last Line: "if fled by thee, delusive gold!" | |||
WANDERING in the still of eve, While songsters homeward cleave the air, With lively notes my voice I tuned, To usher in the ev'ning star; But straying near a woody brake, Sweet sounds of melody ascend, Oft intermixed with sighs and tears: Anxious a pitying ear I lend, As from a vale below thus sad they rolled: "Ah! idiot Fortune, why "Should genius somthered die "When fled by base delusive gold? "When fled by base delusive gold? "Wavering in a doubtful state, "Impelled by reason and desire, "Strongly I feel an innate power "Raising the sparks of youthful fire; "While warmer fancy, genuine art, "Urged by the touch, break forth to flame; "But, chilled by the cold worldling's frown, "And starved by reason, sinks again. "Bewildered now I see the book of fate unfold: "Ah! idiot Fortune, why "Should genius smothered die "When fled by base delusive gold? "When fled by base delusive gold? "Unerring Power! dare I complain? "Yet sure mysterious is thy way! "That the vile dust dug from the earth "Should rule with such unbounded sway; "Should smother up the seeds of love, "And check the emanating fire "That swells the rip'ning artist's breast, "And wakes the soul-entrancing lyre! "Ah! sad disgrace to man's diviner mould! "For, idiot Fortune! why "Should genius smothered die, "When fled by base delusive gold? "When fled by base delusive gold? "Murmuring thus at partial fate, "The wretch's comfort I pursue: "How sweet those plaintive moments pass, "How tuneful, but alas! how few! "Courting the Muses, here my lute "Soft I attune, and hail the sky, "Reading the traits of heavenly love, "Aloud I breathe this ardent sigh: "Ah! when to me will Nature's works unfold? "Through cruel Fortune, I "In cankered rust may die, "If fled by thee, delusive gold! "If fled by thee, delusive gold!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG OF ARLA, DURING HER ENTHUSIASM by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL AN ODE by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL BEFORE TWILIGHT by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL ELEGY ON A YOUNG LADY by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL HOLBAIN by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL ODE ON TRUTH; ADDRESSED TO GEORGE DYER by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL SONG (2) by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL |
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