Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BRAHMS' GIPSY DANCE, NUMBER TWO, by BEULAH MAY First Line: Half hesitant I turn the radio Last Line: Of dusky wings, the tragic eyes of night! Subject(s): Gypsies; Gipsies | ||||||||
Half hesitant I turn the radio In from the night there comes the lusty shout Of shepherds on a heath: I see a rout Of Magyars dancing by an ash fire's glow To violins and tambourines that go Twanging in fast mazurkas: gypsies stout Stamp to their pizicatto: legs fly out, And fierce hearts pound through gaudy calico. I turn the dial and the clamors cease How tranquil is my room: upon the shelves The faded volumes whisper to themselves: A kettle sings upon the hearth: at ease My airedale muses. Yet I feel the flight Of dusky wings, the tragic eyes of night! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ASSIMILATION OF THE GYPSIES by LARRY LEVIS THE SCHOLAR GIPSY by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE GYPSY by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS TO A GIPSY CHILD BY THE SEA-SHORE by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE GYPSIES [OR, GIPSIES] by HENRY HOWARTH BASHFORD |
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