'From Grave to Gay'; A Volume of Selections from the Complete Poems of H. Cholmondeley-Pennell

'From Grave to Gay'; A Volume of Selections from the Complete Poems of H. Cholmondeley-Pennell

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 edition. Excerpt: ... breath, A song of life, a coronac of death--Some hand still plants the violet on our tombs?.. Earth, ocean, air, beloved Sisterhood, Are ye too dead--your poems pass'd away? The forest concord, the melodious vale? Is there no harmony of winds by day--No nightly music of the tinkling rill 1 Does sunset stint his vespers, ruby-lit, Or morn her orisons of beaded dew? Where is the noise of rain among the leaves, And where the silence of the falling snow? The hush of peaks, the deep sea's whisp'ring flow? Are these no more?... From yonder hazel glen I hear the voice of water, like a spell, Faint, dreamy; morning moves Her leaves on a west wind, and.thro' the tassel'd fir, Over the dewy incense-breathing stir, There comes a sound of doves: April's preluding to the sweet May airs, Spring's welcome to her first-born--Hark! she calls! From oxlip banks her tiny trumpets blow; A peal of bells from the blue underwood Ring summer: even so. False, false, that song is dead! all these Live in their place, and beautify their hour! Each strikes his poem on the soul of man--CRESCENT? 95 Yea, and that soul still vibrates to the pow'r: A grand Eolian, harping life and death, Sweet as of yore, and waked by lightest breath To voiceless melody; strains felt, not sung; Th' unutter'd poetries that make men gods. The lone, strong fight for Fame fought out and won, --The wrestlings of proud hearts temptation-wrung, --The life-long love of right and deathless hate of wrong, Helpings of helplessness and scorn of odds. II. 'Yea, but'--they say--' we ask some sensuous note; Some hint of the old strength--of Power, not here: The poetry struck out from glinting steel With clash of knightly arms and trumpet peal, --The poetry that Beauty--matchless then--Inspired in songs of bards...show more

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  • Paperback | 30 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 73g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236646061
  • 9781236646064