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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE MOONFLOWER, by CRAVEN LANGSTROTH BETTS Poet's Biography First Line: Pale, climbing disk, who dost lone vigil keep Last Line: The proud, false queen should fealty take of thee! | |||
PALE, climbing disk, who dost lone vigil keep When all the flower-heads droop in drowsy swoon; When lily bells fold to the zephyr's tune, And wearied bees are lapped in sugared sleep; What secret hope is thine? What purpose deep? Art thou enamored of the siren moon That thus thy white face from the god of noon Thou coverest, while his chariot rounds the steep? Poor, frail Endymion! know her lustre's line Is but the cold, reflected majesty That clothes the great sun's regent-borrowed shine Of him who yields restricted ministry, Thy bright creator; he did ne'er design The proud, false queen should fealty take of thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOLLYHOCKS by CRAVEN LANGSTROTH BETTS THE UNSEEN WORLD by CRAVEN LANGSTROTH BETTS TO HELEN KELLER by CRAVEN LANGSTROTH BETTS MEMORY OF APRIL by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE ROSE AND THORN by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE DISCONTENTS IN DEVON by ROBERT HERRICK IRELAND by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR TRUST IN GOD by NORMAN MACLEOD (1812-1872) A QUOI BON DIRE by CHARLOTTE MEW |
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