Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, EIN TRAUMBILD, by C. W. YEOMANS


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EIN TRAUMBILD, by                    
First Line: A student sat in his room alone
Last Line: Longs for the fragrance of that sweet flower.
Subject(s): Longing; Love; Solitude; Loneliness


A STUDENT sat in his room alone,
And puffed right merrily;
Without he could hear the mad storm moan,
The bare limbs twisting with creak and groan,
And the winds sigh drearily.
He saw from his window the flying clouds
Wrapping the stars in their gloomy shrouds,
And the wet moon sending her sickly light
At intervals down through the murky night.

Was that a voice on the sobbing air,
Whispering wearily?
Was that a face in the darkness there,
And rain-drenched tresses of midnight hair,
And sad eyes bent on thee?
Why floats before thee that beautiful form,
Trembling alone in the darkness and storm?
Those pale lips murmur a sweet low strain, --
Is that song burdened with grief and pain?

A jolly life the student knows,
A life of love and song;
He plucks from the wayside the white, white rose,
The loveliest flower in the world that blows,
And singing passes along.
But the white, white rose is weeping alone,
In the dust by a loved hand carelessly thrown;
And the student now at the midnight hour
Longs for the fragrance of that sweet flower.





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