Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE ANACREONTICS: 2, by JACOPO VITTORELLI

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First Line: Behold! The silver moon how bright!
Last Line: Could win from thee a like reply.
Alternate Author Name(s): Vittorelli, Iacop
Subject(s): Love; Nature

BEHOLD! the silver moon how bright!
Behold! how clear the azure night,
The air breathes not one murmur now,
Nor trembles in the grove one bough:

In plaintive notes of sweetest wail
Now only sings the nightingale,
From hawthorn bush to elm tree flies,
Still seeking her for whom he sighs.

Scarce has she caught the distant lay
Ere hastening on from spray to spray,
She seems to answer, nestling near,
"Cease, cease complaining—I am here."

Irene! ah! what sounds of bliss,
What plaints are these, what love is this!
Ah! never yet my fondest sigh
Could win from thee a like reply.

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