Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BRUGES, by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY First Line: O bruges, upon the waters Last Line: And all thy bridges songs. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
O BRUGES, upon the waters, How fair thy turrets throng! And all thy roofs are pictures, And every bridge a song. And softly glide thy barges By poplar-bordered quays, And sweetly from thy belfry Float poems on the breeze. Thy gentle sons could pencil Old legends of the Rhine, St. Ursule and her maidens, Scenes quaint and scenes divine; And happy hands still fashion Things beautiful and rare, And time with thee, is music, And art with thee, is prayer. O Bruges, upon the waters, All grace to thee belongs, And all thy roofs are pictures, And all thy bridges songs. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A CHILD'S THOUGHTS by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY |
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