Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE REED-PLAYER, by DUNCAN CAMPBELL SCOTT Poet's Biography First Line: By a dim shore where water darkening Last Line: And there was solitude. Alternate Author Name(s): Scott, D. C. Subject(s): Reeds | ||||||||
BY a dim shore where water darkening Took the last light of spring, I went beyond the tumult, hearkening For some diviner thing. Where the bats flew from the black elms like leaves, Over the ebon pool Brooded the bittern's cry, as one that grieves Lands ancient, bountiful. I saw the fire-flies shine below the wood, Above the shallows dank, As Uriel, from some great altitude, The planets rank on rank. And now unseen along the shrouded mead One went under the hill; He blew a cadence on his mellow reed, That trembled and was still. It seemed as if a line of amber fire Had shot the gathered dusk, As if had blown a wind from ancient Tyre Laden with myrrh and musk. He gave his luring note amid the fern; Its enigmatic fall Haunted the hollow dusk with golden turn And argent interval. I could not know the message that he bore, The springs of life from me Hidden; his incommunicable lore As much a mystery. And as I followed far the magic player He passed the maple wood, And when I passed the stars had risen there, And there was solitude. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A REED by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE REED by HENRY BERNARD CARPENTER NEVER TOO LATE: ISABEL'S SONNET, THAT SHE MADE IN PRISON by ROBERT GREENE ON THE LIGHT REEDS by GEORGE O'NEIL A LESSER ODE by HENRI FRANCOIS JOSEPH DE REGNIER ODELETTE (1) by HENRI FRANCOIS JOSEPH DE REGNIER PASTORALE AFTER MENDELSSOHN by THOMAS WALSH AT THE CEDARS by DUNCAN CAMPBELL SCOTT |
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