Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PASTORALE AFTER MENDELSSOHN, by THOMAS WALSH First Line: Pipe, mellow reed, once more the ancient plaint Last Line: O cruel night, take pity, 'tis for love! Alternate Author Name(s): Gill, Roderick; Strange, Garrett Subject(s): Love - Complaints; Reeds | ||||||||
PIPE, mellow reed, once more the ancient plaint Wherewith the close-cropped slopes of Arcady Were resonant; pipe the sweet airs and faint That lovers' griefs have taught you, now for me. The moist-eyed stars arch 'round me questioning What lovely stripling now has come to sighs; But you, dark mists, close o'er me as I sing Lest they my humble shepherd mien despise. Would'st thou behold still other lovers' tears, Red moon, arising on the cloudy plain? What note of mine can please thy careless ears That heard the sweet complaints of gods in vain! My heavy fingers stumble on the reed, My voice can barely rise a sigh above; 'Tis not the singer's wreath for which I plead, O cruel night, take pity, 'tis for love! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A REED by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE REED by HENRY BERNARD CARPENTER NEVER TOO LATE: ISABEL'S SONNET, THAT SHE MADE IN PRISON by ROBERT GREENE ON THE LIGHT REEDS by GEORGE O'NEIL A LESSER ODE by HENRI FRANCOIS JOSEPH DE REGNIER ODELETTE (1) by HENRI FRANCOIS JOSEPH DE REGNIER THE REED-PLAYER by DUNCAN CAMPBELL SCOTT A BALLAD OF OLD POPE JOHN by THOMAS WALSH |
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