Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET, by STEPHANE MALLARME Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: When winter on forgotten woods moves somber Last Line: "my name in murmurs evening-long repeated." | ||||||||
"When Winter on forgotten woods moves somber you, lonely captive of the threshold, sigh that this twin grave which is to be our pride alas! but by lack of thick bouquets is cumbered. Heedless when Midnight cast its vacant number a vigil vaunts you not to close your eye until within the ancient armchair, my Shade is illumined by the final ember. Who would receive the Visit must not load too thick with flowers the stone my finger lifts with ennui of a power that has decayed. Soul, at the bright hearth trembling to be seated, I live again, assuming from your lips my name in murmurs evening-long repeated." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A THROW OF THE DICE NEVER WILL ABOLISH CHANCE by STEPHANE MALLARME AFTERNOON OF A FAUN: ECLOGUE by STEPHANE MALLARME ANOTHER FAN (OF MADEMOISELLE MALLARME) by STEPHANE MALLARME APPARITION by STEPHANE MALLARME BESTOWAL OF THE POEM by STEPHANE MALLARME HERODIADE by STEPHANE MALLARME HERODIAS, SELECTION by STEPHANE MALLARME LITTLE AIR: 1 by STEPHANE MALLARME |
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