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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON HEARING SCHUMANN'S 'TRAUMEREIEN', by GEORGE KESSLER First Line: No longer does my clay-form hold my soul Last Line: Ah! Would it were not just a fancied dream. Subject(s): Schumann, Robert Alexander (1810-1856) | |||
No longer does my clay-form hold my soul. On wings of music now my spirit-self, A disembodied mystic, giant elf, Has risen to a lonely cloudy mole To play in brilliant skies a dreamer's role. As idle as Augustans rich with pelf, It lies outstretched upon the vapor shelf And looks down at the earth -- at plain and knoll. It views earth hued with hope, a pungent green; A road of dusty gold winds up the hill, As downward flows a shining silver stream. Through every window smiling folks are seen, But happiness now seems the world to fill -- Ah! would it were not just a fancied dream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SYMPHONIC STUDIES (AFTER ROBERT SCHUMANN) by EMMA LAZARUS MUSIC IN MOONLIGHT by RICHARD WATSON GILDER SCHUMANN'S SONATA IN A MINOR by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER HOW ROBERT SCHUMANN WAS DEFEATED BY DEMONS, SELS. by FRANCISCO HERNANDEZ SCHUMANN ADDS TROMBONES TO SECOND SYMPHONY AFTER MENDELSSON CONDUCTS by MILLER WILLIAMS IN THE WILDERNESS by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 17. THE DIFFICULT ADVENTURE by PHILIP AYRES NELL COOK; A LEGEND OF THE 'DARK ENTRY': THE KING'S SCHOLAR'S STORY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM RUSSIA by ALEXANDER (ALEKSANDR) ALEXANDROVICH BLOK DIS ALITER VISUM; OR, LE BYRON DE NOS JOURS by ROBERT BROWNING |
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