Verse > Anthologies > Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. > The Oxford Book of English Verse
  PREVIOUSNEXT  
CONTENTS · BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD
Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
  
George Darley. 1795–1846
  
640. Song
  
SWEET in her green dell the flower of beauty slumbers, 
  Lull'd by the faint breezes sighing through her hair; 
Sleeps she and hears not the melancholy numbers 
  Breathed to my sad lute 'mid the lonely air. 
 
Down from the high cliffs the rivulet is teeming         5
  To wind round the willow banks that lure him from above: 
O that in tears, from my rocky prison streaming, 
  I too could glide to the bower of my love! 
 
Ah! where the woodbines with sleepy arms have wound her, 
  Opes she her eyelids at the dream of my lay,  10
Listening, like the dove, while the fountains echo round her, 
  To her lost mate's call in the forests far away. 
 
Come then, my bird! For the peace thou ever bearest, 
  Still Heaven's messenger of comfort to me— 
Come—this fond bosom, O faithfullest and fairest,  15
  Bleeds with its death-wound, its wound of love for thee! 
 
 
CONTENTS · BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD
  PREVIOUSNEXT  
 
Loading
Click here to shop the Bartleby Bookstore.

Shakespeare · Bible · Strunk · Anatomy · Nonfiction · Quotations · Reference · Fiction · Poetry
© 1993–2014 Bartleby.com · [Top 150] · Subjects · Titles · Authors