DriftWeed Classic Reprint Celia Thaxter Books
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Through the hollow sky Rolls the clear sun, inexorably bright, Glares on the shrinking earth, a lidless eye, Shedding no warmth, but floods of blinding light. The hurricane roars loud. The facile sea With passionate resentment writhes and raves Beneath its maddening whip, and furiously Responds with all the thunder of its waves. The iron rock, ice-locked, snow-sheathed, lies still, The centre of this devastated world, Beaten and lashed by wind and sea at will, Buried in spray by the fierce breakers hurled.
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DriftWeed Classic Reprint Celia Thaxter Books
I have been searching for a book to hold which contained the poem, Foreboding, by Celia Thaxter.In Second Life I work with a pianist (Tip Corbett in the virtual world - Gregory Hall in the real)
who has composed a work on the piano inspired by this piece of prose.
I needed to know more... and to experience this writer too...
So on pages 97-98 I found the gem
FOREBODING
Cricket, why wilt thou crush me with thy cry?
How can such light sound weigh so heavily !
Behold the grass is sere, the cold dews fall,
The world grows empty -- yes, I know it all,
The knell of joy I hear.
Oh, long ago the swallows hence have flown,
And sadly sings the sea in undertone ;
The wild vine crimsons o'er the rough gray stone;
The stars of winter rise, the cool winds moan;
Fast wanes the golden year.
O cricket, cease thy sorrowful refrain .
This summer's glory comes not back again,
But others wait with flowers and sun and rain;
Why wakest thou this haunting sense of pain,
Of loss, regret, and fear?
Clear sounds thy note above the waves' low sigh,
Clear through the breathing wind that wanders by,
Clear through the rustle of dry grasses tall;
Thou chantest, "Joy is dead!" I know it all,
The winter's woe is near.
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DriftWeed Classic Reprint Celia Thaxter Books Reviews
I have been searching for a book to hold which contained the poem, Foreboding, by Celia Thaxter.
In Second Life I work with a pianist (Tip Corbett in the virtual world - Gregory Hall in the real)
who has composed a work on the piano inspired by this piece of prose.
I needed to know more... and to experience this writer too...
So on pages 97-98 I found the gem
FOREBODING
Cricket, why wilt thou crush me with thy cry?
How can such light sound weigh so heavily !
Behold the grass is sere, the cold dews fall,
The world grows empty -- yes, I know it all,
The knell of joy I hear.
Oh, long ago the swallows hence have flown,
And sadly sings the sea in undertone ;
The wild vine crimsons o'er the rough gray stone;
The stars of winter rise, the cool winds moan;
Fast wanes the golden year.
O cricket, cease thy sorrowful refrain .
This summer's glory comes not back again,
But others wait with flowers and sun and rain;
Why wakest thou this haunting sense of pain,
Of loss, regret, and fear?
Clear sounds thy note above the waves' low sigh,
Clear through the breathing wind that wanders by,
Clear through the rustle of dry grasses tall;
Thou chantest, "Joy is dead!" I know it all,
The winter's woe is near.
[...]
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