Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIFE-MUSIC, by LEWIS MORRIS (1833-1907) Poet's Biography First Line: Sound, jocund strains; on pipe and viol sound Last Line: Sweet as the songs of spring. Subject(s): Music & Musicians; Seasons | ||||||||
SOUND, jocund strains; on pipe and viol sound, Young voices sing; Wreathe every door with snow-white garlands round, For lo! 'tis Spring! Winter has passed with its sad funeral train, And hope revives again. Blow high, blow loud upon the wreathed horn, Sound joy-bells deep! Green-kirtled summer walks through vines and corn, The fenced fields sleep; The first flowers fade, the green fruits swell, and yet Fruition brings regret. Lift joyous harvest-music mellow notes With merry tunes! Raise thankful paeans loud from manly throats, Trumpets, bassoons! Autumn has left red fruits and garnered gold, With dawns and twilights cold. Yet cease not from the use of solemn song, When the streams freeze; For dark brief days and rayless nights and long, For leafless trees! Each season should its proper music bring, Sweet as the songs of Spring. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NO AUTUMN IN MY COUNTRY by MEENA ALEXANDER AFTER TU FU (THEY SAY YOU'RE STAYING IN A MOUNTAIN TEMPLE) by MARVIN BELL HE HAD A GOOD YEAR by MARVIN BELL SO IT'S TODAY by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR CONTRA MORTEM: THE FALL by HAYDEN CARRUTH A CAROL by LEWIS MORRIS (1833-1907) |
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