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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A.G.A., by EMILY JANE BRONTE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Thou standest in the greenwood now Last Line: My moon of life must die' -- Alternate Author Name(s): Bell, Ellis | |||
'Thou standest in the greenwood now The place, the hour, the same -- And here the fresh leaves gleam and glow And there, down in the lake below The tiny ripples flame -- 'The breeze sings like a summer breeze Should sing in summer skies And tower-like rocks and tent-like trees In mingled glory rise. 'But where is he today, today?' 'O question not with me' -- 'I will not, Lady, only say Where may thy lover be? 'Is he upon some distant shore? Or is he on the sea? Or is the heart thou dost adore, A faithless heart to thee?" 'The heart I love, whate'er betide, Is faithful as the grave And neither foreign lands divide Nor yet the rolling wave.' 'Then why should sorrow cloud that brow, And tears those eyes bedim? Reply this once, is it that thou Hast faithless been to him?' 'I gazed upon the cloudless moon And loved her all the night Till morning came and ardent noon The I forgot her light -- 'No -- not forgot, eternally Remains its memory dear; But could the day seem dark to me Because the night was fair? 'I well may mourn that only one Can light my future sky Even though by such a radiant sun My moon of life must die' -- | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AH! WHY, BECAUSE THE DAZZLING SUN by EMILY JANE BRONTE ALL HUSHED AND STILL WITHIN THE HOUSE by EMILY JANE BRONTE IF GRIEF FOR GRIEF CAN TOUCH THEE by EMILY JANE BRONTE IN SUMMER'S MELLOW MIDNIGHT by EMILY JANE BRONTE LONG NEGLECT HAS WORN AWAY by EMILY JANE BRONTE LOUD WITHOUT THE WIND WAS ROARING by EMILY JANE BRONTE NO COWARD SOUL IS MINE by EMILY JANE BRONTE THAT WIND I USED TO HEAR IT SWELLING by EMILY JANE BRONTE THE NIGHT IS DARKENING ROUND ME by EMILY JANE BRONTE A DAY DREAM by EMILY JANE BRONTE |
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