Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A NIGHTINGALE AT FRESNOY, by JESSIE BELL RITTENHOUSE Poet's Biography First Line: Never, they say, were guns so loud Last Line: To sing the song of life! Alternate Author Name(s): Scollard, Clinton, Mrs. Subject(s): Birds; Death; Life; Nightingales; War; World War I; Dead, The; First World War | ||||||||
Never, they say, were guns so loud, Never were flames so bright, As those that made at Fresnoy Inferno of the night; And when the searchlight fires lit The slender, new-green trees, They could be seen to tremble As never in a breeze. At Fresnoy, in the little wood Just greening with the spring, A nightingale, undaunted, Lifted his voice to sing; And in each moment's silence When torn earth held her breath, Before the fearful guns again Uttered their Song of Death, The nightingale, oblivious Of all the ghastly strife, Was heard within the little wood To sing the Song of Life! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN CALVARY by JESSIE BELL RITTENHOUSE |
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