LOST amid gloom and solitude, A pool lies hidden in the wood, A pool the autumn rain has made Where flowers with their fair shadows played. Bare as a beggar's board, the trees Stand in the water to their knees; The birds are mute, but far away I hear a bloodhound's sullen bay. Blue-eyed forget-me-nots that shook, Kissed by a little laughing brook, Kissed too by you with lips so red, Float in the water drowned and dead. And dead and drowned 'mid leaves that rot, Our angel-eyed Forget-me-not, The love of unforgotten years, Floats corpse-like in a pool of tears | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE BEAR by EDITH SITWELL EARTH'S ANSWER, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE DEATH OF LEONIDAS by GEORGE CROLY A SMUGGLER'S SONG by RUDYARD KIPLING TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS HOOD by BARTHOLOMEW SIMMONS THE CLOUDS: SONG [OR CHORUS] OF THE CLOUDS by ARISTOPHANES |