Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 2

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A compact collection of short lyrical poems that meditate on memory, seasonal change, love, and the natural world. Many pieces adopt an elegiac or contemplative tone, turning riverbanks, cliffs, gardens, and the sea into prompts for reflection on loss, longing, and the persistence of feeling. The verse mixes concise narrative moments, personified elements, and formal lyrical rhythms, producing musical and measured language. Poems are presented in grouped sections alongside newly gathered pieces and editorial notes, yielding a varied sequence of brief, reflective lyrics and conversational vignettes.

13

I made another song,

In likeness of my love:

And sang it all day long,

Around, beneath, above;

I told my secret out,

That none might be in doubt.

I sang it to the sky,

That veiled his face to hear

How far her azure eye

Outdoes his splendid sphere;

But at her eyelids’ name

His white clouds fled for shame.

I told it to the trees,

And to the flowers confest,

And said not one of these

Is like my lily drest;

Nor spathe nor petal dared

Vie with her body bared.

I shouted to the sea,

That set his waves a-prance;

Her floating hair is free,

Free are her feet to dance;

And for thy wrath, I swear

Her frown is more to fear.

And as in happy mood

I walked and sang alone,

At eve beside the wood

I met my love, my own:

And sang to her the song

I had sung all day long.