WHETHER on Ida's shady brow, Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the sun, that now From ancient melody have ceased; Whether in Heaven ye wander fair, Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air Where the melodious winds have birth; Whether on crystal rocks ye rove, Beneath the bosom of the sea Wandering in many a coral grove, Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry! How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE PROPOSAL TO ERECT A MONUMENT IN ENGLAND TO LORD BYRON by EMMA LAZARUS MERCILES BEAUTE; A TRIPLE ROUNDEL: 2. REJECTION by GEOFFREY CHAUCER THE SPANISH FRIAR: 1-3. LOVE'S DESPAIR by JOHN DRYDEN VICKSBURG by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE AT GIBRALTAR by GEORGE EDWARD WOODBERRY OF SIR PHILIP SIDNEY by JOHN BEAUMONT MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE EARL OF SOMERSET: SONG (3) by THOMAS CAMPION THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: TO SIR THOMAS MOUNSON, KNIGHT AND BARONET by THOMAS CAMPION |