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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
STANZAS FOR MUSIC, by MARY (BALFOUR) BRUNTON First Line: When thou at eventide art roaming Last Line: I think of thee! | |||
When thou at eventide art roaming Along the elm-o'ershaded walk, Where, past, the eddying stream is foaming Beneath its tiny cataract, Where I with thee was wont to talk, -- Think then upon the days gone by, And heave a sigh! When sails the moon above the mountains, And cloudless skies are purely blue, And sparkle in the light the fountains, And darker frowns the lonely yew, -- Then be thou melancholy too, When musing on the hours I prov'd With thee, belov'd! When wakes the dawn upon thy dwelling, And lingering shadows disappear, And soft the woodland songs are swelling A choral anthem on thine ear, -- Think -- for that hour to thought is dear! And then her flight remembrance wings To by-past things. To me, through every season, dearest, In every scene -- by day, by night, Thou present to my mind appearest A quenchless star -- for ever bright! My solitary, sole delight! Alone -- in grove -- by shore -- at sea, I think of thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE COMING OF SNOW by HAYDEN CARRUTH FOUR-LEAF CLOVER by ELLA (RHOADS) HIGGINSON PHILLIS'S AGE by MATTHEW PRIOR THE ROSES ON THE TERRACE by ALFRED TENNYSON EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 38. NO PERJURY IN LOVE by PHILIP AYRES A MIGRANT THRUSH by MARY RUSSELL BARTLETT |
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