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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VEERY'S FLUTE, by LUCY BRANCH ALLEN First Line: Clear from the tangled thicket, where a lone Last Line: With the falling cadence of the veery's flute. Subject(s): Flutes; Wellesley College | |||
CLEAR from the tangled thicket, where a lone Dogwood tosses its spendthrift bloom of white Over the briar hedge, there wells a tone Enfolding deep the mystery of the night. Silvery links of song, -- each lyric ring An elfin echo -- , widening, weave A cool and liquid harmony, and fling It forth to the stilled heart, this quiet eve. O wondrous voice! Life's fateful things and old -- Joy, love, and loss, from out the immortal deep To which our days return, awake and hold Their way with me -- those days so long asleep. Quiet and white the dreaming dogwood lies Under the high May moon; sweet and mute The first wild rose; hushed are the tears that rise With the falling cadence of the Veery's flute. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LESSER BEAUTY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON WORK by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON IN MEMORY: MISS JEWETT by GRACE ALLERTON ANDREWS HERE ENTER NOT by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON I CLEANED MY HOUSE TODAY by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON MY GARDEN by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON |
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