Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SCENE AT DUSK, by HENRI FRANCOIS JOSEPH DE REGNIER


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First Line: On our way to the city of the singing street
Last Line: Shed by an april evening upon lovely hair.
Subject(s): Birds; Dusk; Hope; Love; Optimism


ON our way to the city of the singing street,
Under the trees whose blossoms are like bridal wreaths hung high,
On our way to the city where the squares are sweet
With stillness of tired dances in the rosy evening sky,
We met upon our way the maidens of the plain
Who to the fountains fled again
So swiftly that their flight was pain,
And we did pass them by.

The softness of clear heaven dwelt in their saddened eyes,
The birds of dawn were singing in their voices sweet,
The glances of their eyes was gentleness to meet,
And like doves' voices would their tender voices rise.
Reserved and sad they sat and watched us all depart,
Each guarding in her folded hands her hidden heart.
And then we met the dancers on our way,
After their laughing and their tambourines we went astray
To lose them in the sombre dusk at a turning of the way . . .

We go back to the city of the singing street
To seek our sweethearts under trees and drooping flowers,
Where in the silent square the happy chimes are sweet,
And even like blossoms shake the belfry towers.

Our hopes shall enter by the open gate
Like fluttering butterflies with outspread wings and light,
And with the swallows' flight
Who soar so low and late,
Weary of having crossed so many times the sea --
And toward dark corners and on bright pavements we
Shall let our hopes, glad shadows, float in air
Like flower petals marvellously fair
Shed by an April evening upon lovely hair.





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