Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WATER-NYMPH AND THE BOY, by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL Poet's Biography First Line: I flung me round him Last Line: Here in my breast! Variant Title(s): Song Of The Water-nymph | ||||||||
I FLUNG me round him, I drew him under; I clung, I drown'd him, My own white wonder!... Father and mother, Weeping and wild, Came to the forest, Calling the child, Came from the palace, Down to the pool, Calling my darling, My beautiful! Under the water, Cold and so pale! Could it be love made Beauty to fail? Ah me for mortals! In a few moons, If I had left him, After some Junes He would have faded, Faded away, He, the young monarch, whom All would obey, Fairer than day; Alien to springtime, Joyless and gray, He would have faded, Faded away, Moving a mockery, Scorn'd of the day! Now I have taken him All in his prime, Saved from slow poisoning Pitiless Time, Fill'd with his happiness, One with the prime, Saved from the cruel Dishonour of Time. Laid him, my beautiful, Laid him to rest, Loving, adorable, Softly to rest, Here in my crystalline, Here in my breast! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BARBAROSSA by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL DYING by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL I AM WEEPING, MOTHER by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL LAMENT FOR A LITTLE CHILD by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL THE MERRY-GO-ROUND by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL THE SECRET OF THE NIGHTINGALE by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL THE SWIMMER (1) by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL THE SWIMMER (2) by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL THE TOY CROSS by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL TO MY MOTHER by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 1. VIETNAM by KAREN SWENSON |
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