Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN AN ANCIENT LAND, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: Upon the cliff of an ancient stream Last Line: Dreams that their love would find a way. Subject(s): Hearts; Love | ||||||||
UPON the cliff of an ancient stream, A snow-white palace towers high, And round it hanging gardens dream Under the spell of a moonlit sky. From where the waters sigh and sing, Kissing the marble as they flow, The stairs which lead to that old king Far up the fountained gardens go. Calm Midnight with soft-sandaled tread Her silent way has come and gone, And now the pale stars overhead Watch for the heralds of the dawn. Hark! from the still heights there above, The strains of heavenly music rise, 'T is an exultant song of love, The honeyed notes of Paradise. Lo! on the palace balcony Which clustered vine has made its own, Veiled in the moonlight's mystery A maiden stands and sings alone. Her fingers lightly skim the lyre, But the fierce longings of her soul Leap into living notes of fire And over the ebon river roll. Scarce dies the music from her throat In soft, fine frenzy on the air, When down on the stream she sees a boat And hears a step upon the stair. Up the long flight with panting pace, Climbing the sculptured, flowery hill, Her lover hurries to her embrace; Breathless she stands there, mute and still. He passes the ponderous palace gates, With secret keys he gains the halls, Reaches the alcove where she waits And at her feet in worship falls, While that old king who bade him come On pain of death his court to pay, Sleeps on, nor in his slumber dumb Dreams that their love would find a way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A MEMORY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |
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