Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE VOICE OF THE DOVE, by GEORGE STERLING



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First Line: Hear I the mourning-dove
Last Line: So seas remember, tho our souls forget.
Subject(s): Doves


Hear I the mourning-dove,
As now the swallow floats
Low o'er the shadowed oats?
Soft as the voice of love,
Hear I her slow and supplicating notes?

O fugitive! O lone!
O burden pure and strong
That summer noons prolong!
O link in music shown
Between the silence and an angel's song!

The dulcimer and lute
Hoard not so swoonless woe.
What grief of long ago
Would now thy tones transmute
To what we sought afar and could not know?

Thy yearnings yet elude
Our quest and scrutiny,
Tho mortals echo thee
Thy moan in solitude
For dreams that are not nor shall ever be.

So broken waters hold
A voice to sorrow set—
A world's foreknown regret,
Immutable, untold.
So seas remember, tho our souls forget.





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