Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WIND ON THE LYRE, by GEORGE MEREDITH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: That was the chirp of ariel Last Line: The blood of us a lighted dew. Subject(s): Dramatists; Plays & Playwrights; Poetry & Poets; Shakespeare, William (1564-1616); Singing & Singers | ||||||||
THAT was the chirp of Ariel You heard, as overhead it flew, The farther going more to dwell, And wing our green to wed our blue; But whether note of joy or knell, Not his own Father-singer knew; Nor yet can any mortal tell, Save only how it shivers through; The breast of us a sounded shell, The blood of us a lighted dew. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE APOLLO TRIO by CONRAD AIKEN BAD GIRL SINGING by MARK JARMAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 4 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 5 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY DIRGE IN WOODS by GEORGE MEREDITH |
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