Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG (6), by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL First Line: Come, let us dance and sing Last Line: Laughing at each sigh. | ||||||||
COME, let us dance and sing, While our spirits lightly wing; Youth's gay fantastic spring Wreathes the mystic bowers! Bend here thy quivering feet, Fancy thy smiles shall greet, Dimples 'mid roses sweet, And fruits with glowing flowers! Glide along, Join my song, Meet me in the varied throng; Crowned with May, Laughing gay, Hailing like a lark the day! Thus the sweet spring we taste, Ere our genial warmth shall waste, With Nature's blessings graced, We sport the hours away. Life's an uncertain joy, Let's the rosy hours employ; Ere they our powers destroy They shall scatter charms: Grey dawn shall see them rise, Silvering the opening skies, Sparkling with dewy eyes, And blushing spread their arms. Tripping gay, They burst with day, Blazing with a gaudy ray; 'Midst the bowers Blooming flowers Opening, hail the noontide hours. Then gliding down the hills, Silent eve its dew distils, With rapture each bosom thrills: Night's songstress music pours. Deep then their blush appears, 'Mid their saffron-tinged hairs, Waved o'er the rising stars, Dissolving into night. Borne next on Cynthia's horns, Glitering 'mid the lakes and lawns, Elves, sprights, and sylvan fawns, Dance in vapours dight: Nightly beams, Northern gleams, Magic fire through ether streams; Round the sky The hours fly, Launching to eternity! Thus ever on the wing, Come, let us dance and sing, Trampling on sorrow's sting, Laughing at each sigh. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG OF ARLA, DURING HER ENTHUSIASM by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL AN ODE by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL BEFORE TWILIGHT by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL ELEGY ON A YOUNG LADY by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL HOLBAIN by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL ODE ON TRUTH; ADDRESSED TO GEORGE DYER by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL SONG (1) by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL |
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