Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SHATTERED LUTE, by ALICE MEYNELL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I touched the heart that loved me as a player Last Line: Whose fingers stray upon a shattered lute. Alternate Author Name(s): Meynell, Wilfrid, Mrs.; Thompson, Alice Christina Variant Title(s): Without Him Subject(s): Lutes | ||||||||
I touched the heart that loved me as a player Touches a lyre. Content with my poor skill, No touch saves mine knew my beloved (and still I thought at times: Is there no sweet lost air Old loves could wake in him, I cannot share?) O he alone, alone could so fulfill My thoughts in sound to the measurement of my will. He is gone, and silence takes me unaware. The songs I knew not he resumes, set free From my constraining love, alas for me! His part in our tune goes with him; my part Is locked in me for ever; I stand as mute As one with vigorous music in his heart Whose fingers stray upon a shattered lute. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 6. CORRINA by THOMAS CAMPION SONNET: TO HIS LUTE by WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN ON A LUTE FOUND IN A SARCOPHAGUS by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE THE LUTE OBEYS by THOMAS WYATT A SONG TO THE LUTE IN MUSICKE by RICHARD EDWARDS (1523-1566) THE POEMS OF COLD MOUNTAIN: 7 by HAN SHAN I AM THE WAY' by ALICE MEYNELL |
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