Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A DAY IN MARCH, by BAYARD TAYLOR Poet's Biography First Line: Look forth, beloved, from thy mansion high Last Line: And die! Alternate Author Name(s): Taylor, James Bayard Subject(s): Flowers; Life; March (month); Seasons | ||||||||
LOOK forth, Beloved, from thy mansion high, By soft airs fanned, And see the summer from her bluest sky Surprise the land! See how the bare hills bask in purple bliss Along the south: On the brown death of winter falls a kiss From summer's mouth! From pines that weave, among the ravished trees, Their phantom bowers, A murmur comes, as sought the ghosts of bees The ghosts of flowers. Though yet no blood may swell the wil low rind, No grass-blade start, A dream of blossoms fills the yearning wind, Of love, my heart. Look forth, Beloved, through the tender air, And let thine eyes The violets be, it finds not anywhere, And scentless dies. Look, and thy trembling locks of plenteous gold The day shall see, And search no more where first, on yonder wold, The cowslips be. Look, and the wandering summer not forlorn Shall turn aside, Content to leave her million flowers unborn, Her songs untried. Drowsy with life and not with sleep or death I dream of thee: Breathe forth thy being in one answering breath, And come to me! Come forth, Beloved! Love's exultant sign Is in the sky: And let me lay my panting heart to thine And die! | Other Poems of Interest...THE MUSIC MAKER: PART 2: 2 by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM NO AUTUMN IN MY COUNTRY by MEENA ALEXANDER AFTER TU FU (THEY SAY YOU'RE STAYING IN A MOUNTAIN TEMPLE) by MARVIN BELL HE HAD A GOOD YEAR by MARVIN BELL SO IT'S TODAY by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR CONTRA MORTEM: THE FALL by HAYDEN CARRUTH BEDOUIN [LOVE] SONG by BAYARD TAYLOR NATIONAL ODE; INDEPENDENCE SQUARE, PHILADELPHIA by BAYARD TAYLOR |
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