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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON AN AEOLIAN HARP, by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON First Line: What heavenly music strikes my ravished ear Last Line: And charm the sorrows of thy soul away. Subject(s): Harps; Musical Instruments; Lyres | |||
What heavenly music strikes my ravished ear, So soft, so melancholy, and so clear? And do the tuneful Nine then touch the lyre, To fill each bosom with poetic fire? Or does some angel strike the sounding strings, Catching from echo the wild note he sings? But hark! another strain, how sweet, how wild! Now rising high, now sinking low and mild. And tell me now, ye spirits of the wind, Oh, tell me where those artless notes to find! So lofty now, so loud, so sweet, so clear, That even angels might delighted hear! But hark! those notes again majestic rise, As though some spirit, banished from the skies, Had hither fled to charm Æolus wild, And teach him ether music sweet and mild. Then hither fly, sweet mourner of the air, Then hither fly, and to my harp repair; At twilight chaunt the melancholy lay, And charm the sorrows of thy soul away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GHOSTS LISTEN TO ORPHEUS SING by GREGORY ORR TO AN AEOLIAN HARP by SARA TEASDALE THE AEOLIAN HARP by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE MASTER-PLAYER by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE HARP by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE AEOLIAN HARP; AT THE SURF INN by HERMAN MELVILLE THAT HARP YOU PLAY SO WELL by MARIANNE MOORE RUMORS FROM AN AEOLIAN HARP by HENRY DAVID THOREAU AEOLIAN HARP (1) by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM A DREAM by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON |
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