Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RONSARD'S GRAVE, by ANDREW LANG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Ye wells, ye founts that fall Last Line: There sappho sings. Subject(s): Cemeteries; Death; Graves; Heaven; Prayer; Ronsard, Pierre De (1524-1585); Graveyards; Dead, The; Tombs; Tombstones; Paradise | ||||||||
YE wells, ye founts that fall From the steep mountain wall, That fall, and flash, and fleet With silver feet, Ye woods, ye streams that lave The meadows with your wave, Ye hills, and valley fair, Attend my prayer! When Heaven and Fate decree My latest hour for me, When I must pass away From pleasant day, I ask that none may break The marble for my sake, Wishful to make more fair My sepulchre. Only a laurel tree Shall shade the grave of me, Only Apollo's bough Shall guard me now! Now shall I be at rest Among the spirits blest, The happy dead that dwell Where,who may tell? The snow and wind and hail May never there prevail, Nor ever thunder fall Nor storm at all. But always fadeless there The woods are green and fair, And faithful ever more Spring to that shore! There shall I ever hear Alcaeus' music clear, And sweetest of all things There SAPPHO sings. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE END OF LIFE by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 6 by CONRAD AIKEN THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#19): 2. MORE ABOUT THE DEAD MAN AND WINTER by MARVIN BELL THE WORLDS IN THIS WORLD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A SKELETON FOR MR. PAUL IN PARADISE; AFTER ALLAN GUISINGER by NORMAN DUBIE BEAUTY & RESTRAINT by DANIEL HALPERN HOW IT WILL HAPPEN, WHEN by DORIANNE LAUX IF THIS IS PARADISE by DORIANNE LAUX |
|