Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOVER TO HIS LUTE, by ELIZABETH HIRST FLEISHER First Line: I would make a song for my beloved Last Line: That she may know how grave a thing my love is, and be glad. Subject(s): Singing & Singers; Wellesley College; Songs | ||||||||
I WOULD make a song for my Beloved, A very simple little song, That she may sing it when the way is long. It must be merry, then, to cheer her, And yet a little sad, A little filled with yearning to be near her, That she may know how grave a thing my love is, and be glad. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE APOLLO TRIO by CONRAD AIKEN BAD GIRL SINGING by MARK JARMAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 4 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 5 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY THE FORGOTTEN GRAVE by EMILY DICKINSON |
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