No one goes there now: For what is left to fetch away From the desolate battlements all arow, And the lead roof heavy and gray? @3"Therefore," said fair Yoland of the Flowers, "This is the tune of Seven Towers."@1 No one walks there now: Except in the white moonlight The white ghosts walk in a row; If one could see it, an awful sight -- @3"Listen," said fair Yoland of the Flowers, "This is the tune of Seven Towers."@1 But none can see them now, Though they sit by the side of the moat, Feet half in the water, there in a row, Long hair in the wind afloat. @3"Therefore," said fair Yoland of the Flowers, "This is the tune of Seven Towers."@1 If any will go to it now, He must go to it all alone, Its gates will not open to any row Of glittering spears -- will @3you@1 go alone? @3"Listen!" said fair Yoland of the Flowers, "This is the tune of Seven Towers."@1 By my love, go there now, And fetch me my coif away, -- My coif and my kirtle, with pearls arow; Oliver, go to-day! @3"Therefore," said fair Yoland of the Flowers, "This is the tune of Seven Towers."@1 I am unhappy now, I cannot tell you why; If you go, the priests and I in a row Will pray that you may not die. @3"Listen," said fair Yoland of the Flowers, "This is the tune of Seven Towers."@1 If you will go for me now, I will kiss your mouth at last: @3[The sayeth inwardly.] (The graves stand gray in a row)@1 Oliver, hold me fast! @3"Therefore," said fair Yoland of the Flowers, "This is the tune of Seven Towers."@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UPON A DYING LADY by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE MESSIAH by MABEL WARREN ARNOLD LOGOGRIPH by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TO THE MEMORY OF MY DEAR DAUGHTER IN LAW by ANNE BRADSTREET THE NEWPORT TOWER by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD INDISPENSABLE by BERTON BRALEY NE'ER SHALL I FORGET by WILLIAM GOLDSMITH BROWN ON A DREAM by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) HUGH STUART BOYD: HIS BLINDNESS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |