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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GERARD DE NERVAL, by ANDREW LANG Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Of all that were thy prisons - ah, untamed | |||
Of all that were thy prisons -ah, untamed, Of all that were thy prisons-ah, untamed, Ah, light and sacred soul!-none holds thee now; Ah, light and sacred soul!-none holds thee now; No wall, no bar, no body of flesh, but thou No wall, no bar, no body of flesh, but thou Art free and happy in the lands unnamed, Art free and happy in the lands unnamed, Within whose gates, on weary wings and maimed, Within whose gates, on weary wings and maimed, Thou still wouldst bear that mystic golden bough Thou still wouldst bear that mystic golden bough The Sibyl doth to singing men allow, The Sibyl doth to singing men allow, Yet thy report folk heeded not, but blamed. Yet thy report folk heeded not, but blamed. And they would smile and wonder, seeing where Thou stood'st, to watch light leaves, or clouds, or wind, And they would smile and wonder, seeing where Dreamily murmuring a ballad air, Thou stood'st, to watch light leaves, or clouds, or wind, Caught from the Valois peasants; dost thou find Dreamily murmuring a ballad air, A new life gladder than the old times were, Caught from the Valois peasants; dost thou find A love more fair than Sylvie and as kind? A new life gladder than the old times were, A love more fair than Sylvie and as kind? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SCOT TO JEANNE D'ARC by ANDREW LANG A VERY WOEFUL BALLADE OF THE ART CRITIC (TO E.A. ABBEY) by ANDREW LANG ALMAE MATRES (ST. ANDREWS, 1862; OXFORD, 1865) by ANDREW LANG BALLADE DEDICATORY TO MRS. ELTON OF WHITE STAUNTON by ANDREW LANG BALLADE OF CHRISTMAS GHOSTS by ANDREW LANG BALLADE OF CRICKET by ANDREW LANG |
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