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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TACITA, by JAMES BENJAMIN KENYON Poet's Biography First Line: She roves through shadowy solitudes Last Line: Ne'er flee the hateful spell! | |||
SHE roves through shadowy solitudes, Where scentless herbs and fragile flowers Pine in the gloom that ever broods Around her sylvan bowers. No winds amid the branches sigh, No footfall wakes the sodden ground; And the cold streams that hurry by Flow on without a sound. Strange, voiceless birds from spray to spray Flit silently; and all day long The dancing midges round her play, But sing no elfin song. The haunting twilight ebbs and flows; Chill is the night, wan is the morn; Through this dim wood no minstrel goes, No hunter winds his horn. No panting stag seeks yon dark pool; No shepherd calls his bleating sheep From sunburnt meads to shadows cool, And grasses green and deep. Across her path, from reed to reed, The spider weaves his gossamer; She recks not where her footsteps lead, The world is dead to her. Her eyes are sad, her face is pale, Her head droops sidewise wearily; Her dusky tresses, like a veil, Down ripple to her knee. How many a cycle hath she trod Each mossy aisle, each leafy dell! Alas, her feet with silence shod Ne'er flee the hateful spell! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BRING THEM NOT BACK by JAMES BENJAMIN KENYON BYLO-LAND by JAMES BENJAMIN KENYON COME SLOWLY, PARADISE by JAMES BENJAMIN KENYON COME, O WIND by JAMES BENJAMIN KENYON DEATH AND NIGHT by JAMES BENJAMIN KENYON LULLABY by JAMES BENJAMIN KENYON THE BEDOUINS OF THE SKIES by JAMES BENJAMIN KENYON THE TWO SPIRITS by JAMES BENJAMIN KENYON WE SHALL ATTAIN by JAMES BENJAMIN KENYON |
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