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Grass of Parnassus By: Andrew Lang (1844-1912) |
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Grass of Parnassus
Contents: Grass of Parnassus
Deeds of men:
Seekers for a city
The white Pacha
Midnight, January 25, 1886
Advance, Australia
Colonel Burnaby
Melville and Coghill
Rhodocleia:
To Rhodocleia on her melancholy singing
Ave:
Clevedon church
Twilight on Tweed
Metempsychosis
Lost in Hades
A star in the night
A sunset on yarrow
Another way
Hesperothen:
The seekers for Phaeacia
A song of Phaeacia
The departure from Phaeacia
A ballad of departure
They hear the sirens for the second time
Circe's Isle revisited
The limit of lands
Verses:
Martial in town
April on Tweed
Tired of towns
Scythe song
Pen and ink
A dream
The singing rose
A review in rhyme
Colinette
A sunset of Watteau
Nightingale weather
Love and wisdom
Good bye
An old prayer
A la belle Helene
Sylvie et Aurelie
A lost path
The shade of Helen
Sonnets:
She
Herodotus in Egypt
Gerard de Nerval
Ronsard
Love's miracle
Dreams
Two sonnets of the sirens
Translations:
Hymn to the winds
Moonlight
The grave and the rose
A vow to heavenly Venus
Of his lady's old age
Shadows of his lady
April
An old tune
Old loves
A lady of high degree
Iannoula
The milk white doe
Heliodore
The prophet
Lais
Clearista
The fisherman's tomb
Of his death
Rhodope
To a girl
To the ships
A late convert
The limit of life
To Daniel Elzevir
The Last Chance To E. M. S.
Prima dicta mihi, summa dicenda Camena.
The years will pass, and hearts will range,
YOU conquer Time, and Care, and Change.
Though Time doth still delight to shed
The dust on many a younger head;
Though Care, oft coming, hath the guile
From younger lips to steal the smile;
Though Change makes younger hearts wax cold,
And sells new loves for loves of old,
Time, Change, nor Care, hath learned the art
To fleck your hair, to chill your heart,
To touch your tresses with the snow,
To mar your mirth of long ago.
Change, Care, nor Time, while life endure,
Shall spoil our ancient friendship sure,
The love which flows from sacred springs,
In 'old unhappy far off things,'
From sympathies in grief and joy,
Through all the years of man and boy. Therefore, to you, the rhymes I strung
When even this 'brindled' head was young
I bring, and later rhymes I bring
That flit upon as weak a wing,
But still for you, for yours, they sing! Many of the verses and translations in this volume were published first in
Ballads and Lyrics of Old France (1872). Though very sensible that they
have the demerits of imitative and even of undergraduate rhyme, I print
them again because people I like have liked them. The rest are of
different dates, and lack (though doubtless they need) the excuse of having
been written, like some of the earlier pieces, during College Lectures. I
would gladly have added to this volume what other more or less serious
rhymes I have written, but circumstances over which I have no control have
bound them up with Ballades, and other toys of that sort. It may be as well to repeat in prose, what has already been said in verse,
that Grass of Parnassus, the pretty Autumn flower, grows in the marshes at
the foot of the Muses' Hill, and other hills, not at the top by any means. Several of the versions from the Greek Anthology have been published in the
Fortnightly Review, and the sonnet on Colonel Burnaby appeared in Punch.
These, with pieces from other serials, are reprinted by the courteous
permission of the Editors. The verses that were published in Ballades and Lyrics, and in Ballads and
Verses Vain (Charles Scribner's Sons, New York), are marked in the contents
with an asterisk... Continue reading book >>
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