Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ANACREONTICS: 4, by JACOPO VITTORELLI Poet's Biography First Line: Ah! Cruel maid, come thou not nigh Last Line: To sleep in quiet where 'tis laid. Alternate Author Name(s): Vittorelli, Iacop Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
AH! cruel maid, come thou not nigh This urn wherein mine ashes lie, For sacred to my grief, this spot Is hallow'd groundprofane it not. Thy flowers are offer'd all in vain, I scorn thy sorrow, why complain? A scatter'd wreath, a tear-drop shed, What can they now avail the dead? Ah! cruel maid, I need no more The aid I sought in vain before; It had indeed been well to give Thy pity ere I ceas'd to live. Why deafen with unceasing sound Of useless woe the groves around? Leave undisturb'd a wretched shade To sleep in quiet where 'tis laid. | 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 NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND |
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