|
|
Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LAGO MAGGIORE, by THOMAS COLE (1801-1848) First Line: O sky and earth! How ye are linked together Last Line: And all the glory of the landscape dies. Subject(s): Maggiore, Lake | |||
O sky & earth! How ye are linked together Upon the bosom of this gentle lake; The wild & wandering breeze is doubtful whether It may your calm & sweet communion break. 'Tis thus within my silent bosom mingle The memory of distant scenes -- my home And these enchanting prospects; whilst I, single And silently in pensive thought do roam. The distant & the present sometimes meet In dream-like hues; but dark thoughts quickly rise And mar the mirror of the vision sweet, And truth oerwhelmeth with a sad surprise; 'Twixt me & those I love an ocean lies And all the glory of the landscape dies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES SUGGESTED BY HEARING MUSIC ON THE BOSTON COMMON by THOMAS COLE (1801-1848) THE DIAL by THOMAS COLE (1801-1848) POOR DEVIL! by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET ADDRESS TO THE UNCO GUID, OR THE RIGIDLY RIGHTEOUS by ROBERT BURNS THE RAT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE CULPRIT FAY by JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE RONDEAU by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 15 by OMAR KHAYYAM THE MEDITATION OF THE OLD FISHERMAN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |
| |