Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE DRYAD TO THE MOON, by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY


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THE DRYAD TO THE MOON, by                    
First Line: Thy woodland lovers, o sovereign moon
Last Line: My foot is a star that dances.
Subject(s): Hearts; Love


THY woodland lovers, O sovereign moon,
Have sighed for the day's declining,
They long to follow thy silver feet
In the track of the dewdrops shining.

For thee the water her sweet breast bares,
For thee wears the lily's adorning,
In silent ecstasy holds thee close,
Nor letteth thee go till morning.
The lofty pines lift their heads to thee,
Thy light on the lone yew lingers,
For thy caresses the tortuous oaks
Hungrily stretch their fingers.
The dainty, tremulous birchen tree
Entreats thee with tender passion,
And thou desirest her silver stem
Her delicate branches fashion.
Her fairy outline is thy delight
And the sound of her fine leaves turning.
Her leaves that stir in the wind of night
That thou mayest still their yearning.

Thy love transfigures me too, O moon,
And here in thy glorious glances
My waving hand is a lotus bloom,
My foot is a star that dances.





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