Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ADIEU, by WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER Poet's Biography First Line: Moravians their minstrelsy bring Last Line: Only read thro' the blot of a tear! Subject(s): Farewell; Moravia And Moravians; Parting | ||||||||
MORAVIANS their minstrelsy bring The death-bed with music to smooth: So you, lovely comforter, sing My pangs of departure to soothe! You sing -- but my silent adieu A sorrow still keener will prove: You lose but one friend who loves you, How many I lose whom I love! When we go from each pleasure refined, Which the sense or the soul can receive With no hope in our wanderings to find One ray of the sunshine we leave: An adieu should in utterance die, Or if written, but faintly appear; Only heard thro' the burst of a sigh, Only read thro' the blot of a tear! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN STUDY #2 FOR B.B.L. by JUNE JORDAN WATCHING THE NEEDLEBOATS AT SAN SABBA by JAMES JOYCE SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES BETH GELERT; OR, THE GRAVE OF THE GREYHOUND by WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER |
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