Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PIPER, by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN Poet's Biography First Line: I met a crone 'twixt wood and wood Last Line: The piper plays.. Alternate Author Name(s): Burke, Fielding Subject(s): Pipers | ||||||||
I MET a crone 'twixt wood and wood, Who pointed down the piper's road With shaken staff and fearsome glance, "Ware, ware the dance!" But when the piper me did greet, The wind, the wind was in my feet, The rose and leaf on eager boughs Unvestalled them of dew-writ vows, And I as light as leaf and rose Danced to the summer's close. Now every tree is weary grown, Of singing birds there is not one; All, all the world droops into grey, O piper Love, must thou yet play? The wildest note of all he blew, And fast my worn feet flew. Old is the year, the leaf and rose Are long, long gone; So chill, so chill the gray wind blows Through heart and bone; No grasses warm the winter ways That wound my feet; But with unwearied fingers yet, Bold, undelayed on stop and fret, Unmercifully sweet, The piper plays.. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONGS OF INNOCENCE: INTRODUCTION by WILLIAM BLAKE A PIPER by JAMES SULLIVAN STARKEY A CITY PIPER by MORRIS ABEL BEER SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 25 by BLISS CARMAN THE PIPER by JAMES ELROY FLECKER THE PIPE-PLAYER by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE THE POET HATH LOST HIS PIPE by ROBERT HERRICK PIPING by CATHARINE EMMA JACKSON THE PATH-FLOWER by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN |
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