Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SONG OF HER, by WILLIAM ROSE BENET Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Thou art my singing and my voice Last Line: And from her living learn to sing! Subject(s): Love; Singing & Singers; Songs | ||||||||
Thou art my singing and my voice, Thy life the thing that I would sing, Perfect past words of perfect choice, A lovely and a lasting thing. In every deed of thine, sweetheart, The poetry of heaven has part Beyond the gamut of all art, Leaving me mute and marvelling. Thy deeds, like rhymes, I have by heart, Thy happy deeds of heavenly choice, Deeds that rise rapt and shine apart As echoes of a perfect voice Rise and rejoice when voices sing, Linger and ring -- linger and ring Till heaven is of their echoing And all the heights of heaven rejoice. Thou art the song that I would sing, The purest song of purest art, Till men stand mute for marvelling, Aye, till the singing break Man's heart Where sorrows glory to rejoice In perfect notes of perfect choice And strains of One deep, tender voice Transfigured joys from sorrows start. In all this world I have no choice. If I would sing a perfect thing, Thou art my singing and my voice. Poor rhymes that earn no welcoming -- Rhymes that are nothing learned in art, From heaven, from her, such worlds apart -- Creep then unto her tender heart And from her living learn to sing! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE APOLLO TRIO by CONRAD AIKEN BAD GIRL SINGING by MARK JARMAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 4 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 5 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY THE FALCONER OF GOD by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |
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