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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BALLDE DES PENDUS, by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE Poet's Biography First Line: Where wide the forest bows are spread Last Line: This is king louis' orchard close! Subject(s): Death; Graves; Dead, The; Tombs; Tombstones | |||
Where wide the forest bows are spread, Where flora wakes with sylph and fay, Are crowns and garlands of men dead, All golden in the morning gay; Within this ancient garden gray Are clusters such as no man knows, Where Moor and Soldan bear the sway: This is King Louis' orchard close! These wretched folk wave overhead, with such strange thoughts as none may say; A moment still, then sudden sped, They swing in a ring and waste away. The morning smites them with her ray; They toss with every breeze that blows, They dance where fires of dawning play: This is King Louis' orchard close! All hanged and dead, they've summoned (With Hell to aid, that hears them pray) New legions of an army dread. Now down the blue sky flames the day; The dew dies off; the foul array Of obscene ravens gathers and goes With wings that flap and beaks that flay: This is King Louis' orchard close. ENVOI Prince, where leaves murmur of the May, A tree of bitter clusters grows; The bodies of men dead are they! This is King Louis' orchard close! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE GRAVE OF MRS. HEMANS by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER THOSE GRAVES IN ROME by LARRY LEVIS NOT TO BE DWELLED ON by HEATHER MCHUGH ONE LAST DRAW OF THE PIPE by PAUL MULDOON ETRUSCAN TOMB by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS ENDING WITH A LINE FROM LEAR by MARVIN BELL AT FONT-GEORGES by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE BALLADE OF THE FOREST HAUNTERS by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE |
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