KNOW I not whom thou mayst be Carved upon this olive-tree, -- "Manuela of La Torre," -- For around on broken walls Summer sun and spring rain falls, And in vain the low wind calls "Manuela of La Torre." Of that song no words remain But the musical refrain, -- "Manuela of La Torre." Yet at night, when winds are still, Tinkles on the distant hill A guitar, and words that thrill Tell to me the old, old story, -- Old when first thy charms were sung, Old when these old walls were young, "Manuela of La Torre." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OF JACOPO DEL SELLAIO by EZRA POUND THE SAD SONG, FR. THE CAPTAIN by JOHN FLETCHER DROWNED IN HARBOUR by ANTIPATER OF THESSALONICA THE POET'S SPEAR by ARCHILOCHUS POEM, READ THE SOLDIERS' WELCOME, FRANKLIN, NEW YORK, AUG. 5, 1865 by B. H. BARNES |