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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HORIZONS, by PAUL FORT
First Line: On the way to paris, but toward nemours the
Last Line: Hours of night chanted the nightingale.
Subject(s): Birds; Nightingales; Paris, France; Singing & Singers; Songs
First Line: On the way to paris, but toward nemours the
Last Line: Hours of night chanted the nightingale.
Subject(s): Birds; Nightingales; Paris, France; Singing & Singers; Songs
ON the way to Paris, but toward Nemours the white, a bullfinch in the branches
sang through the morning-light.
On the way to Orleans, to Nemours flying fleet, a swallow in the heart of day
sang above the wheat.
On the way to Flanders, in twilight's gold and grey, far from Nemours the
magpie its treasure hid away.
Eastward on to Germany and Russia with harsh cry, far away from this land the
crows of evening fly.
But in my lovely garden, in Nemours' sheltered vale, all through the starry
hours of night chanted the nightingale.
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