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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG OF THE EVENING, by GOTTFRIED KELLER Poet's Biography First Line: You my eyes, my little windows dear Last Line: Of the glories in this world so wide! | |||
You my eyes, my little windows dear, Leave me yet a while your vision clear, Welcome many pictures in with cheer-- Sometime soon you will be dark and drear! And when once these weary lids shall close, Then the soul shall rest--when darkness grows; Groping, off she strips her shoes and goes In her coffin black to find repose. Still she sees two little sparks that gleam: Like two tiny inward stars they beam, Till they fade and vanish like a dream; Blown away by moth-wings' beat they seem. Yet I'm wandering still at eventide, Only fading stars as friends abide. Drink, my eyes, whate'er can be espied Of the glories in this world so wide! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER NIGHT by GOTTFRIED KELLER WINTER NIGHT by GOTTFRIED KELLER THE LEAVES OF THE TREE HIDE THE SUN by DAVID IGNATOW AND THEY OBEY by CARL SANDBURG SIXTEEN MONTHS by CARL SANDBURG LOVE AND A QUESTION by ROBERT FROST TOMMY [ATKINS] by RUDYARD KIPLING COLUMBUS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER THE PLUMPUPPETS by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY EPISTLE TO MISS TERESA BLOUNT, ON HER LEAVING THE TOWN by ALEXANDER POPE |
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