Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BUCH DER LIEDER, by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Be these the selfsame verses Last Line: Upon my wintry way. Alternate Author Name(s): Bridges, Robert+(2) Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; Time | ||||||||
BE these the selfsame verses That once when I was young Charm'd me with dancing magic To love their foreign tongue, Delicate buds of passion, Gems of a master's art, That broke forth rivalling Nature In love-songs of the heart; Like fresh leaves of the woodland Whose trembling screens would house The wanton birdies courting Upon the springing boughs? Alas, how now they are wither'd! And fallen from the skies In yellowy tawny crumple Their tender wreckage lies, And all their ravisht beauty Strewn 'neath my feet to-day Rustles as I go striding Upon my wintry way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND A PASSER-BY by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES |
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