Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOURN'ST THOU NOW?, by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Long ago from radiant palace Last Line: Of a god once thine? Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter | ||||||||
Long ago from radiant palace, Dream-bemused, in flood of moon, Stole the princess Seraphita Into forest gloom. Wail of hemlock; cold the dewdrops; Danced the Dryads in the chace; Heavy hung ambrosial fragrance; Moonbeams blanched her ravished face. Frail and clear the notes delusive; Mocking phantoms in a rout Thridded the night-cloistered thickets, Wove their sorceries in and out. . . . Mourn'st thou not? Or do thine eyelids Frame a vision dark, divine, O'er this imp of star and wild-flower -- Of a god once thine? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALONE (2) by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE AN EPITAPH by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ARABIA by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE BUNCHES OF GRAPES by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ECHO by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ENGLAND (2) by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE FARE WELL by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE FIVE EYES by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE JOHN MOULDY by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE MOTLEY by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE |
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