Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FETES GALANTES: A CLYMENE, by PAUL VERLAINE Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Mystical strains unheard Last Line: So let it be! | ||||||||
Mystical strains unheard, A song without a word, Dearest, because thine eyes, Pale as the skies, Because thy voice, remote As the far clouds that float Veiling for me the whole Heaven of the soul, Because the stately scent Of thy swan's whiteness, blent With the white lily's bloom Of thy perfume, Ah! because thy dear love, The music breathed above By angels halo-crowned, Odour and sound, Hath, in my subtle heart, With some mysterious art Transposed thy harmony, So let it be! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANOTHER SONG WITHOUT WORDS by PAUL VERLAINE CHANSON D'AUTOMNE by PAUL VERLAINE COLLOQUE SENTIMENTAL by PAUL VERLAINE FETES GALANTES: PANYOMIME by PAUL VERLAINE FETES GALANTES: ROMANCES SANS PAROLE, SELECTION by PAUL VERLAINE |
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