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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
QUATORZAINS: 4. TO SOUND, by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Spirit, who steals from silence's embrace Last Line: Or sleep for ever in my charmed ear. Subject(s): Beauty; Grief; Sound; Tears; Sorrow; Sadness | |||
1. SPIRIT, who steals from silence's embrace, Lending to mortal thoughts a powerful wing; Now marching slow with solemn pace, The broken cries of passion syllabling; Now gambolling, with sprightly grace, In ladies' voices as they sing: How thou dost prison up in lovely wreaths The hearer's soul, like buds, whose folded leaves Conceal their lusciousness in rosy sheaths. How, when some hapless beauty, sighing, grieves, Thou barbest every arrowed sigh she breathes, And givest a sting to sobs she quickly heaves, Till down our tears in trickling gushes roll, Tears, the pure blood-drops of the wounded soul. 2. Thou hangest up in the caverns of our ears Thy precious dewdrops, and our inmost souls Echo thy beauty. When the lightning sears, Clad in thy power the lowering thunder rolls, The scornful laugh of elements. Past years Thou mournest when the bell suddenly tolls; And then thou load'st with iron tone the gale. Thou hoverest with a wing plumed with sweet notes, Moth-like, around the chords where music's veil, A mist raised from tune's ocean, duskly floats; Or, fountained in the heart of nightingale, With tide of murmurs swellest along her throat. Sweet soother of my senses, flutter near, Or sleep for ever in my charmed ear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS BALLAD OF HUMAN LIFE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: DIRGE FOR WOLFRAM by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: SAILORS' [OR MARINERS'] SONG by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |
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