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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DREARY CHANGE, by WALTER SCOTT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The sun upon the weirdlaw hill Last Line: Were barren as this moorland hill. Subject(s): Change | |||
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife! To all the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name. The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill, In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet; The westland wind is hush and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it bore; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. With listless look along the plain I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree, -- Are they still such as once they were, Or is the dreary change in me? Alas, the warp'd and broken board, How can it bear the painter's dye! The harp of strain'd and tuneless chord, How to the minstrel's skill reply! To aching eyes each landscape lowers, To feverish pulse each gale blows chill; And Araby's or Eden's bowers Were barren as this moorland hill. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO WOMEN: OR A CCONVERSATION WITH SAHARA NILE by E. ETHELBERT MILLER THE SPACIOUS FIRMAMENT by JOHN ASHBERY WHEN THE WEATHER CHANGES TO WARM, THE BOYS DRIVE SHIRTLESS by MARY JO BANG AN ELEGY FOR THE PAST by MARVIN BELL TODAY'S NOT OPPOSITE DAY by CHARLES BERNSTEIN WHEN I WAS TWENTY-SIX by ROBERT BLY THE CHANGED WOMAN by LOUISE BOGAN SO IT'S TODAY by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR BORDER BALLAD [OR MARCH, OR SONG], FR. THE MONASTERY by WALTER SCOTT GATHERING SONG OF DONALD [OR, DONUI DHU] THE BLACK by WALTER SCOTT |
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