Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, PLAINT, by LUCIEN PATE


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PLAINT, by                    
First Line: I have told my pain to the wood
Last Line: My heart so a-fevered with woe?
Subject(s): Flowers; Forests; Grief; Nature; Pain; Woods; Sorrow; Sadness; Suffering; Misery


I HAVE told my pain to the woods
And for me have the high woods sighed;
I have told my woe to the floods,
And their tears have swelled to a tide.

To the bird I have told my pain,
And the bird in silence doth pine.
I have told the star o'er the plain;
It has answered me with a sign.

I have told my bale to the flower
In the mosses under my feet,
To the flower that leans from the bower;
Their petals have spilled me their sweet.

Flowers, flowers of the grass or the hedge,
Flowers, flowers of the meadow or tomb;
Each hastens its friendship to pledge
And pour in my wound its perfume.

Ah, when thus all nature has eyes
For my grief and listens and hears,
When the wind that passes and sighs
On its wing doth carry my tears,

Wilt thou blot these tears on the page,
O thou who didst cause them to flow,
And in thy warm bosom assuage
My heart so a-fevered with woe?





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