Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG (2), by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL First Line: Through spring-time walks, which flowers perfumed Last Line: Draws every wish to me. Subject(s): Courtship | ||||||||
THROUGH spring-time walks, which flowers perfumed, I chased a wild capricious fair, Where hyacinths and jonquils bloomed, Chanting gay sonnets through the air: Hid amid a briary dell, Or 'neath a hawthorn tree, Her sweet enchantments led me on, And still deluded me. While summer's splendent glory smiles My ardent love in vain essayed, I strove to win her heart by wiles, But still a thousand pranks she played; Still o'er each sun-burnt furzy hill, Wild, playful, gay, and free, She laughed and scorned, I chased her still, And still she bantered me. When autumn waves her golden ears, And wafts o'er fruits her pregnant breath, The sprightly lark its pinions rears, I chased her o'er the daisyed heath; Sweet hare-bells trembled in the vale, And all around was glee; Still, wanton as the timid hart, She swiftly flew from me. Now winter lights its chearful fire, While jests with frolic mirth resound, And draws the wand'ring beauty nigher, 'Tis now too cold to rove around: The Christmas game, the playful dance, Incline her heart to glee, Mutual we glow, and kindling love Draws every wish to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AS YOU WALK OUT ONE MORNING by GLYN MAXWELL TALE OF THE MAYOR'S SON by GLYN MAXWELL THE RIVALS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MARJORIE'S WOOING by EMMA LAZARUS THE FORTUNATE SPILL by MARILYN NELSON REQUEST TO LEDA by DYLAN THOMAS A FRAGMENT. THE BLIND MAN by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL A SONG OF ARLA, DURING HER ENTHUSIASM by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL |
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