Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BUCOLIC COMEDY: EVENING, by EDITH SITWELL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Prince absolam and sir rotherham redde Last Line: Instead of the cherries ruddy and cold. Subject(s): Gold | ||||||||
PRINCE ABSOLAM and Sir Rotherham Redde Rode on a rocking-horse home to bed, With dreams like cherries ripening big Beneath the frondage of each wig. In a flat field on the road to Sleep They ride together, a-hunting sheep That like the swan-bright fountains seem; Their tails hang down as meek as a dream. Prince Absolam seems a long-fleeced bush, The heat's tabernacle, in the hush And the glamour of eve, when buds the dew Into bright tales that never come true; And as he passes a cherry-tree Caught by his long hair, bound is he, While all his gold fleece flows like water Into the lap of Sir Rotherham's daughter. Come then, and sit upon the grass With cherries to pelt you, as bright as glass -- Vermilion bells that sound as clear As the bright swans whose sighing you hear When they float to their crystal death Of water, scarcely plumed by the breath Of air -- so clear in the round leaves They look, this crystal sound scarce grieves, As they pelt down like tears fall'n bright From music or some deep delight. The gardener cut off his beard of bast And tied up the fountain-tree, made it fast And bound it together till who could see Which is Prince Absolam, which is the tree? Only his gold fleece flows like water Into the lap of Sir Rotherham's daughter; Sir Rotherham Redde gathers bags of gold Instead of the cherries ruddy and cold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MAN SAW A BALL OF GOLD by RON PADGETT THE VINDICTIVES by ROBERT FROST BARELY COMPOSED by ALICE FULTON NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY by ROBERT FROST MISS KILMANSEGG AND HER PRECIOUS LEG: HER MORAL by THOMAS HOOD THE UNGRATEFUL GARDEN by CAROLYN KIZER SUNKEN GOLD by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON THE KLONDIKE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON AN OLD WOMAN: 2. HARVEST by EDITH SITWELL |
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