The Collected Poems of Lord De Tabley
The Collected Poems of Lord De Tabley
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DITHYRAMB SUN BRIGHT ale is royal food, Jarring cups disloyal feud. I will cheer my soaking mood Till the orchards reel.
Brews good ale is no dispraise To our green or grizzled days ; He who sets his cheek in wine Vassals not despair.
THE BIRD OF MY LOVE 327 He who sets his lips in ale Keeps his legs where many fail, Takes his fortunes at their best Foul or fickle-fair.
Merry sets his mellow life, Who, when rusty shocks are rife, Whistles off his weary load Wearing to each year.
Sours he not wi...th friendship's treason, Or some sweet love strange in season, Ripe in manhood, ripe in heart, Whole and sound and clear.
THE BIRD OF MY LOVE THOU wilt not hearken, though I weep Hot tears against thy folded hands ; Though Love, this exile bird we keep, Sits pining for his radiant lands ; Sick of some tiny fleck or mote, He never sings us now a single note.
He hangs his head, his eyelids close, The gloss is faded on his wing ; So broken down he seems with woes, He may not pipe us anything.
I call ; his pale lips quiver loth ; Is then his song all over for us both ?
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
DITHYRAMB SUN BRIGHT ale is royal food, Jarring cups disloyal feud. I will cheer my soaking mood Till the orchards reel.
Brews good ale is no dispraise To our green or grizzled days ; He who sets his cheek in wine Vassals not despair.
THE BIRD OF MY LOVE 327 He who sets his lips in ale Keeps his legs where many fail, Takes his fortunes at their best Foul or fickle-fair.
Merry sets his mellow life, Who, when rusty shocks are rife, Whistles off his weary load Wearing to each year.
Sours he not wi...th friendship's treason, Or some sweet love strange in season, Ripe in manhood, ripe in heart, Whole and sound and clear.
THE BIRD OF MY LOVE THOU wilt not hearken, though I weep Hot tears against thy folded hands ; Though Love, this exile bird we keep, Sits pining for his radiant lands ; Sick of some tiny fleck or mote, He never sings us now a single note.
He hangs his head, his eyelids close, The gloss is faded on his wing ; So broken down he seems with woes, He may not pipe us anything.
I call ; his pale lips quiver loth ; Is then his song all over for us both ?
What to read after The Collected Poems of Lord De Tabley?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by John Byrne Leicester Warren De Tabley to read onlineMoreLess
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