NO more with rocks and trees shalt thou prevail, Or tameless beasts of prey draw after thee, Nor hush the roar of clanging wind and hail Or storm of snow or thunder of the sea. O lost one! how the Maids of Song lament, And most thy mother, sad Calliope: Yet wherefore mourn our sons? Can God relent Or grant deliverance from the death to be? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CYCLAMENS by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY WINTER NIGHT by CH'IEN WEN OF LIANG THE VOYAGE OF MAELDUNE by ALFRED TENNYSON THE CHILD IN A GARDEN by MARIA ABDY THREE FLOWERS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH CHORUS OF THE CLOUD-MAIDEN: ANTISTROPHE, FR. THE CLOUDS by ARISTOPHANES AVIENUS: TO HIS FRIENDS by RUFUS FESTUS AVIENUS |