The Lyre Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century
The Lyre Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century
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For, ah ! thou canst not hear it now.
Thou sleep'st beneath thy lowly stone That dark and dreamless sleep; And he, thy loved and chosen one, Why goes he not to weep ? lie does not kneel where I have knell; He cannot feel what I have felt — The anguish still and deep — The painful thoughts of what has been — The canker worm that is not seen.
But I, as o'er the dark blue wave Unconsciously I ride, My thoughts are hovering o'er thy grave.
My soul is by thy side. There is one voice that wails thee ...yet — One heart that cannot e'er forget The visions that have died : And aye thy form is buried there — A doubt — an anguish — a despair!
142 FIELD FLOWERS.
BY THOMAS CAMPBELL.
Ye field flowers ! the gardens eclipse you, 'tis true, Yet, wildings of nature, I dote upon you, For ye waft me to summers of old, ^^^len the earth teem*d around me with fairy delight, And when daisies and buttercups gladden'd my sight, Like treasures of silver and gold.
I love you for lulling me back into dreams Of the blue Highland mountains and echoing streams.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
For, ah ! thou canst not hear it now.
Thou sleep'st beneath thy lowly stone That dark and dreamless sleep; And he, thy loved and chosen one, Why goes he not to weep ? lie does not kneel where I have knell; He cannot feel what I have felt — The anguish still and deep — The painful thoughts of what has been — The canker worm that is not seen.
But I, as o'er the dark blue wave Unconsciously I ride, My thoughts are hovering o'er thy grave.
My soul is by thy side. There is one voice that wails thee ...yet — One heart that cannot e'er forget The visions that have died : And aye thy form is buried there — A doubt — an anguish — a despair!
142 FIELD FLOWERS.
BY THOMAS CAMPBELL.
Ye field flowers ! the gardens eclipse you, 'tis true, Yet, wildings of nature, I dote upon you, For ye waft me to summers of old, ^^^len the earth teem*d around me with fairy delight, And when daisies and buttercups gladden'd my sight, Like treasures of silver and gold.
I love you for lulling me back into dreams Of the blue Highland mountains and echoing streams.
What to read after The Lyre Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by P J Kislingbury to read onlineMoreLess
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