SWEET was the mavis' song of eld, And how the woodlands thrilled with it! Sweeter the song of the girl I held Close to the heart that filled with it. Methinks the rose leant from the wall To kiss the lily brow of hers; And through the years I can recall The softly whispered vow of hers. We saw the evening fade afar, And parting, never met again; And ere we meet, how many a star Shall rise again and set again. The mavis' song but brings regret, The fading rose must know of it: For she is gone — I can't forget, And — ah! the bitter woe of it! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DESERTED HOUSE by ALFRED TENNYSON OUT FROM A DREAM by ELLA ALLISON ON A PORTRAIT by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE GOLDEN ODES OF PRE-ISLAMIC ARABIA: IBN KOLTHUM by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE BUTTERFLY'S MADRIGAL by FRANK GELETT BURGESS TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. WHO YOU ARE I KNOW NOT by EDWARD CARPENTER |