Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO THE MEMORY OF POETS, by THOMAS NOON TALFOURD


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TO THE MEMORY OF POETS, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: The fame of those pure bards whose faces lie
Last Line: In the deep bosom of eternal rest.
Alternate Author Name(s): Talfourd, Sergeant
Subject(s): Poetry & Poets


THE fame of those pure bards whose faces lie
Like glorious clouds in summer's calmest even,
Fringing the western skirts of darkening heaven,
And sprinkled o'er with hues of rainbow dye,
Awakes no voice of thunder, which may vie
With mighty chiefs' renown; -- from ages gone,
In low, undying strain, it lengthens on,
Earth's greenest solitudes with joy to fill, --
Felt breathing in the silence of the sky,
Or trembling in the gush of new-born rill,
Or whispering o'er the lake's undimpled breast
Yet blest to live when trumpet-notes are still,
To wake a pulse of earth-born ecstasy
In the deep bosom of eternal rest.





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