Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG (1), by GEORGE MEREDITH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Come to me in any shape Last Line: Come, my own! Subject(s): Animals; Death; Love; Snakes; Dead, The; Serpents; Vipers | ||||||||
COME to me in any shape! As a victor crown'd with vine, In thy curls the clustering grape, -- Or a vanquished slave: 'Tis thy coming that I crave, And thy folding serpent twine, Close and dumb; Ne'er from that would I escape; Come to me in any shape! Only come! Only come, and in my breast Hide thy shame or show thy pride; In my bosom be caressed, Never more to part; Come into my yearning heart; I, the serpent, golden-eyed, Twine round thee; Twine thee with no venomed test; Absence makes the venomed nest; Come to me! Come to me, my lover, come! Violets on the tender stem Die and wither in their bloom, Under dewy grass; Come, my lover, or, alas! I shall die, shall die like them, Frail and lone; Come to me, my lover, come! Let thy bosom be my tomb: Come, my own! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE IMAGINED COPPERHEAD by ANDREW HUDGINS TO THE SNAKE by DENISE LEVERTOV FIVE ACCOUNTS OF A MONOGAMOUS MAN by WILLIAM MEREDITH TANKA DIARY (8) by HARRYETTE MULLEN SNAKE WOMAN by MARGARET ATWOOD A PORTRAIT OF MY ROOF by JAMES GALVIN DIRGE IN WOODS by GEORGE MEREDITH |
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