Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SOLITARY LYRE, by GEORGE DARLEY



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First Line: Wherefore, unlaurell'd boy, %whom the contemptuous muse will not inspire
Last Line: Fated of grief to die, %impart it to my solitary lyre?
Subject(s): Consolation; Poetry And Poets


Wherefore, unlaurell'd Boy,
Whom the contemptuous Muse will not inspire,
With a sad kind of joy
Still sing'st thou to thy solitary lyre?


The melancholy winds
Pour through unnumber'd reeds their idle woes,
And every Naiad finds
A stream to weep her sorrow as it flows.


Her sighs unto the air
The Wood-maid's native oak doth broadly tell,
And Echo's fond despair
Intelligible rocks re-syllable.


Wherefore then should not I,
Albeit no haughty Muse my heart inspire,
Fated of grief to die,
Impart it to my solitary lyre?






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