Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHOPIN, by JOHN BANISTER TABB Poet's Biography First Line: Soul, that in music, as a flower in light Last Line: Hence to their home, thy bosom, to return. Alternate Author Name(s): Father Tabb Subject(s): Chopin, Frederic Francois (1810-1849) | ||||||||
Soul, that in music, as a flower in light, Didst gem and bloom and vanish with a breath That mist-like o'er the sullen tide of death Keeps fragrant still the memory of thy flight; Dost thou, immortal, on the topmost height Of harmony, forget the world beneath And all its chords tumultuous? Wandereth No echo upwards through the sundering night? Aye, notes of thine own making, now forlorn, Like fledglings fluttered from the nest of love, Tell of thy care, while with harmonious wing They fan the depths of silence, listening To hear anon thy mandate from above, Hence to their home, thy bosom, to return. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHOPIN'S NOCTURNE IN G MINOR by ARLO BATES A CHOPIN PRELUDE by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON ADELE AUS DER OHE by RICHARD WATSON GILDER A CHOPIN FANTASY (ON REMEMBRANCE OF A PRELUDE) by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON THE GOAL OF THE WORLD by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR A MAZURKA OF CHOPIN by JAMES RENNELL RODD AMOR TRIUMPHANS: 12. CHOPIN by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS ANONYMOUS by JOHN BANISTER TABB |
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