Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FACADE: 19. FETE GALANTE, by EDITH SITWELL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: In the muscadine-glowing noon Last Line: And shakes her curls, as pearly as their shells! | ||||||||
IN the muscadine-glowing noon Under the arcade Shaped like a cascade -- Where the shadows creep like a pantaloon -- The Abbe finished his rhodomontade. "Madame la Marquise, If you please, When I must play with old ladies, ombre In Hades' shady bocage sombre -- Let me, though I am old, Still perceive your gold Fruit-sweet cheeks' brocade, Smiling among that peaceful shade. . . ." But the Marquise in the bocage, Laughs like the sharp rockage Of her gallant grottoes, cold as water-wells, And shakes her curls, as pearly as their shells! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUCOLIC COMEDY: EARLY SPRING by EDITH SITWELL BUCOLIC COMEDY: FLEECING TIME by EDITH SITWELL BUCOLIC COMEDY: FOX TROT by EDITH SITWELL BUCOLIC COMEDY: KING COPHETUA AND THE BEGGAR MAID by EDITH SITWELL BUCOLIC COMEDY: SERENADE by EDITH SITWELL BUCOLIC COMEDY: SPINNING SONG by EDITH SITWELL BUCOLIC COMEDY: SPRING by EDITH SITWELL BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE BEAR by EDITH SITWELL BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE DOLL by EDITH SITWELL BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE FOX; FOR ANN PEARN by EDITH SITWELL BUCOLIC COMEDY: WHY by EDITH SITWELL ELEGY: THE GHOST WHOSE LIPS WERE WARM; FOR GEOFFREY GORER by EDITH SITWELL |
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