Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO A NIGHTINGALE, by ELINOR SWEETMAN



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TO A NIGHTINGALE, by                    
First Line: Minstrel unseen, who singest to the skies
Last Line: Among the silver lilies of the stars.
Subject(s): Birds; Nightingales


Minstrel unseen, who singest to the skies,
Hope not to make the vestal night pulsate
To such wild strains of music passionate;
For she on heaven hath fixed her virgin eyes,
And, deaf to thine entrancing melodies,
Doth quiring angels, silent, contemplate,
While hid in shadow, thou may'st sing and wait,
To thine own longing making sad replies.
He is thy love! O see, at heaven's edge,
Where trees expectant stand along the ridge,
Thy song is crowned ere yet its ardour sinks;
Dawn leans her down through golden window-bars,
And flings with shining hands her wreathed pinks
Among the silver lilies of the stars.





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