Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341789" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A New Madrigal To An Old Melody</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(It is supposed that Shadow-of-a-Leaf uses the word 'clear' in a<br>more ancient sense of 'beautiful.')</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>As along a dark pine-bough, in slender white mystery<br>The moon lay to listen, above the thick fern,<br>In a deep dreaming wood that is older than history<br>I heard a lad sing, and I stilled me to learn;<br>So rarely he lilted his long-forgot litany,--<br>_Fall, April; fall, April, in dew on our dearth!<br>Bring balm, and bring poppy, bring deep sleepy dittany<br>For Marian, our clear May, so long laid in earth._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I drew back the branches. I saw him that chanted it.<br>I saw his fool's bauble. I knew his old grief.<br>I knew that old greenwood and the shadow that haunted it,--<br>My fool, my lost jester, my _Shadow-of-a-Leaf_!<br>And 'why,' I said, 'why, all this while, have you left me so<br>Luckless in melody, lonely in mirth?'<br>'Oh, why,' he sang, 'why has this world then bereft me so<br>Soon of my Marian, so long laid in earth?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'In the years that are gone,' he said, 'love was more fortunate.<br>Grief was our minstrel of things that endure.<br>Now, ashes and dust and this world grow importunate.<br>Time has no sorrow that time cannot cure.<br>Once, we could lose, and the loss was worth cherishing.<br>Now, we may win, but, O, where is the worth?<br>Memory and true love,' he whispered, 'are perishing,<br>With Marian, our clear May, so long laid in earth.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ah, no!' I said, 'no! Since we grieve for our grief again,<br>Touch the old strings! Let us try the old stave!<br>And memory may wake, like my _Shadow-of-a-Leaf_ again,<br>Singing of hope, in the dark, by a grave.'<br>So we sang it together--that long-forgot litany:--<br>_Fall, April; fall, April; bring new grief to birth.<br>Bring wild herb of grace, and bring deep healing dittany,<br>For Marian, our clear May, so long laid in earth._</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Noyes">Alfred Noyes</a><div class=q>
<img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share">
<script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341789" data-title="A New Madrigal To An Old Melody de Alfred Noyes" data-description="(It is supposed that Shadow-of-a-Leaf uses the word 'clear' in a
more ancient sense of 'beautiful.')


As along a dark pine-bough, in slender white mystery
The moon lay to listen, above the thick fern,
In a deep dreaming wood that is older than hi..."></div>
</div>
</div>