Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NIGHT, by HENRI FRANCOIS JOSEPH DE REGNIER Poet's Biography First Line: An odorous shade lingers the fair day's ghost Last Line: Yea, and with more abiding memories fraught. Subject(s): Memory | ||||||||
AN odorous shade lingers the fair day's ghost, And the frail moon now by no wind is tost, And shadow-laden scents of tree and grass Build up again a world our eyes have lost. Now all the wood is but a murmured light Where leaf on leaf falls softly from the height; The hidden freshness of the river seems A breath that mingles with the breath of night. And time and shade and silence seem to say, Close now your eyes nor fear to die with day; For if the daylight win to earth again, Will not its beauty also find a way? And flower and stream and forest, will they not Bring back to-morrow, as to-day they brought, This shadow-hidden scentthis odorous shade? Yea, and with more abiding memories fraught. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEMORY AS A HEARING AID by TONY HOAGLAND THE SAME QUESTION by JOHN HOLLANDER FORGET HOW TO REMEMBER HOW TO FORGET by JOHN HOLLANDER ON THAT SIDE by LAWRENCE JOSEPH MEMORY OF A PORCH by DONALD JUSTICE BEYOND THE HUNTING WOODS by DONALD JUSTICE A LESSER ODE by HENRI FRANCOIS JOSEPH DE REGNIER |
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