Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SORGENDO DA LUNA, by WILLIAM SHARP Poet's Biography First Line: No sound / save the hush'd breath Last Line: And falleth. Alternate Author Name(s): Macleod, Fiona Subject(s): Death; Life; Rome, Italy; Time; Dead, The | ||||||||
No sound, Save the hush'd breath, The slowly flowing, The long and low withdrawing breath of Rome. Not a leaf quivers, where the dark, With eyes of rayless shadow and moonlit hair, Dreams in the black And hollow cavernous depth of the ilex-trees. No sound, Save the hush'd breath of Rome, And sweet and fresh and clear The bubbling, swaying, ever quavering jet Of water fill'd with pale nocturnal gleams, That, in the broad low fount, Falleth, Falleth and riseth, Riseth and falleth, swayeth and surgeth; ever A spring of life and joy where ceaselessly The shadow of two sovran powers make A terror without fear, a night that hath no dark, Time, with his sunlit wings, Death, with his pinions vast and duskily dim: Time, breathing vanishing life: Death, breathing low From twilights of Oblivion whence Time rose A wild and wandering star forlornly whirled, Seen for a moment, ere for ever lost. Up from the marble fount The water leaps, Sways in the moonshine, springeth, springeth, Falleth and riseth, Like sweet faint lapping music, Soft gurgling notes of woodland brooks that wander Low laughing where the hollowed stones are green With slippery moss that hath a trickling sound: Leapeth and springeth, Singing forever A wayward song. While the vast wings of Time and Death drift slowly, While, faint and far, the tides of life Sigh in a long scarce audible breath from Rome, Or faintlier still withdraw down shores of dusk; For ever singing It leapeth and falleth: Falleth and leapeth, Falleth, And falleth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY |
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