A ROUNDEL is wrought as a ring or a star-bright sphere, With craft of delight and with cunning of sound unsought, That the heart of the hearer may smile if to pleasure his ear A roundel is wrought. Its jewel of music is carven of all or of aught -- Love, laughter or mourning -- remembrance of rapture or fear -- That fancy may fashion to hang in the ear of thought. As a bird's quick song runs round, and the hearts in us hear Pause answer to pause, and again the same strain caught, So moves the device whence, round as a pearl or tear, A roundel is wrought. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOWNFALL OF POLAND [FALL OF WARSAW, 1794] by THOMAS CAMPBELL WINTERTIME by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE OLD SERGEANT by BYRON FORCEYTHE WILLSON ELECTRIC LIGHT-VERSE by L. ALLEN BECK TWO ROBBERS by FRANCIS WILLIAM BOURDILLON |