Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MIRROR OF DIANA, by MATHILDE BLIND Poet's Biography First Line: She floats into the quiet skies Last Line: Elusive in the flux of things. Alternate Author Name(s): Lake, Claude Subject(s): Italy; Lakes; Italians; Pools; Ponds | ||||||||
(Popular Name for Lake Nemi.) SHE floats into the quiet skies, Where, in the circle of hills, Her immemorial mirror fills With light, as of a Virgin's eyes When, love a-tremble in their blue, They glow twin violets dipped in dew. Mild as a metaphor of Sleep, Immaculately maiden-white, The Queen Moon of ancestral night Beholds her image in the deep: As if a-gaze she beams above Lake Nemi's magic glass of love. White rose, white lily of the vale, Perfume the even breath of night; In many a burst of sweet delight The love throb of the nightingale Swells through lush flowering woods and fills The circle of the listening hills. White rose, white lily of the skies, The Moon-flower blossoms in the lake; The nightingale for her fair sake With hopeless love's impassioned cries Seems fain to sing till song must kill Himself with one tumultuous trill. And all the songs and all the scents, The light of glowworms and the fires Of fire-flies in the cypress spires; And all the wild wind instruments Of pine and ilex as the breeze Sweeps out their mystic harmonies; -- All are but Messengers of May To that white orb of maiden fire Who fills the moth with mad desire To die enamoured in her ray, And turns each dewdrop in the grass Into a fairy looking-glass. O Beauty, far and far above The night moth and the nightingale! Far, far above life's narrow pale, O Unattainable! O Love! Even as the nightingale we cry For some Ideal set on high. Haunting the deep reflective mind, You may surprise its perfect Sphere Glassed like the Moon within her mere, Who at a puff of alien wind Melts in innumerable rings, Elusive in the flux of things. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...CHINESE POND by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A MAN GETS OFF WORK EARLY by THOMAS LUX THE FRIARY AT BLOSSOM, PROLOGUE & INSTRUCTIONS by NORMAN DUBIE |
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