Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A BALLAD, by ANDRE HENRI CONSTANT VAN HASSELT First Line: O restless swallow! Thou whose wings Last Line: "down in their depths he lies asleep!" Subject(s): Nature; Praise | ||||||||
"O restless Swallow! thou whose wings Skim the gray clouds in sportive rings, Hast thou beheld my own true knight?" "Fair Dame! he has not blest my sight." "Gay Lark! that soarest far on high, A lessening speck amid the sky, Say, hast thou marked the form I love?" "My glance hath aye been turned above." "Thou Wood! beneath whose leafy dome Soft murmurs of the summer roam, Here did my lover chance to stray?" "No foot hath trod my paths to-day." "Aerial Crag! on whose dim crest The eagle strews her careless nest, Hath horse or horseman met thine eye?" "No cavalier hath ridden by." "White foaming Torrent! tell me where My warrior with the golden hair? O'er thy dark waters did he leap?" "Down in their depths he lies asleep!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRAISE PREMATURE by SAMUEL BISHOP ON GIFTS FOR GRACE by BERNADETTE MAYER AFTERTHOUGHTS OF DONNA ELVIRA by CAROLYN KIZER OUR DEATHLESS DEAD by EDWIN MARKHAM SIR JOHN CHIVERTON: DEDICATORY STANZAS. by WILLIAM HARRISON AINSWORTH A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 12. A RENUNCIATION by THOMAS CAMPION TO MY HONORED FRIEND SIR ROBERT HOWARD by JOHN DRYDEN PRAISE OF LITTLE WOMEN by JUAN RUIZ COLUMBUS AND THE MAYFLOWER by RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES |
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