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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ZARA, by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: A silvery veil of pure moonlight Last Line: O'ertook the spanish youth and zara. Alternate Author Name(s): Brown, Isaac | |||
"A SILVERY veil of pure moonlight Is glancing o'er the quiet water, And oh! 'tis beautiful and bright As the soft smile of Selim's daughter. "Sleep, moonlight! sleep upon the wave, And hush to rest each rising billow, Then dwell within the mountain cave, Where this fond breast is Zara's pillow. "Shine on, thou blessed moon! brighter still, Oh, shine thus ever night and morrow; For day-break mantling o'er the hill, But wakes my love to fear and sorrow." 'Twas thus the Spanish youth beguiled The rising fears of Selim's daughter; And on their loves the pale moon smiled, Unweeting of the morrow's slaughter. Alas! too early rose that morn On harnessed knight and fierce soldada -- Alas! too soon the Moorish horn And tambour rang in Old Grenada. The dew yet bathes the dreaming flower, The mist yet lingers in the valley, When Selim and his Zegris' power From port and postern sternly sally. Marry! it was a gallant sight To see the plain with armour glancing, As on to Alpuxara's height Proud Selim's chivalry were prancing. The knights dismount; on foot they climb The rugged steeps of Alpuxara; In fateful and unhappy time, Proud Selim found his long-lost Zara. They sleep -- in sleep they smile and dream Of happy days they ne'er shall number; Their lips breathe sounds, -- their spirits seem To hold communion while they slumber. A moment gazed the stern old Moor, A scant tear in his eye did gather, For as he gazed, she muttered o'er A blessing on her cruel father. The hand that grasped the crooked blade, Relaxed its gripe, then clutched it stronger; The tear that that dark eye hath shed On the swart cheek, is seen no longer. 'Tis past! -- the bloody deed is done, A father's hand hath sealed the slaughter! Yet in Grenada many a one Bewails the fate of Selim's daughter. And many a Moorish damsel hath Made pilgrimage to Alpuxara; And breathed her vows where Selim's wrath O'ertook the Spanish youth and Zara. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CAVALIER'S SONG by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL THE MERRY SUMMER MONTHS by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL A CAVEAT TO THE WIND by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL A MONODY by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL A NIGHT VISION by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL A SABBATH SUMMER NOON by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL A SOLEMN CONCEIT by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL CERTAIN PLEASANT VERSES TO THE LADY OF MY HEART by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL CHOICE OF DEATH by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL CLERKE RICHARD AND MAID MARGARET by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL |
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