Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VENETIAN NOCTURNE, by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON Poet's Biography First Line: Down the narrow calle where the moonlight cannot enter Last Line: Ah! Could this be death? Alternate Author Name(s): Duclaux, Madame Emile; Darmesteter, Mary; Robinson, A. Mary F. Subject(s): Death; Venice, Italy; Dead, The | ||||||||
DOWN the narrow Calle where the moonlight cannot enter, The houses are so high; Silent and alone we pierced the night's dim core and centre -- Only you and I. Clear and sad our footsteps rang along the hollow pavement, Sounding like a bell; Sounding like a voice that cries to souls in Life's enslavement, "There is Death as well!" Down the narrow dark we went, until a sudden whiteness Made us hold our breath; All the white Salute towers and domes in moonlit brightness, -- Ah! could this be Death? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND AN ORCHARD AT AVIGNON by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON |
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