Tag Archives: Auden

W.H. Auden, Twelve Songs, Song VII

Poem by W. H. Auden

Twelve Songs

Song

VII.

Underneath an abject willow,

Lover, sulk no more:

Act from thought should quickly follow.

What is thinking for?

Your unique and moping station

Proves you cold;

Stand up and fold

Your map of desolation.

Bells that toll across the meadows

From the sombre spire

Toll for these unloving shadows

Love does not require.

All that lives may love; why longer

Bow to loss

With arms across?

Strike and you shall conquer.

Geese in flocks above you flying.

Their direction know,

Icy brooks beneath you flowing,

To their ocean go.

Dark and dull is your distraction:

Walk then, come,

No longer numb

Into your satisfaction.

March 1936


In Media RΓͺves

Poetry, Prose, Film. TV, Music, Slice of Life

The stuffz of sausagenmash

Randomz and plain stupidity

ultimatemindsettoday

A great WordPress.com site

A Moderate Window

Quality of life, Reflects quality of thought.

Oh My! A Diary

{Rachel Lynn}

adoptingjames

Read our Mission. Find out how you can help us adopt James.

in & out of sanity

so many reasons to empty my mind.

𝓑. 𝓐. 𝓓𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓡π“ͺ𝓼

π™³πš›πšŽπšŠπš– πš‹πš’πš! π™»πš’πšŸπšŽ πš‹πš’πšπšπšŽπš›!

ANNIE'S MUSE

Whispers of Poetry

Eye Will Not Cry

"Eye Fly High"

annamosca

Poetic Landscapes Of The Spirit

A Blog to Regret

It's hard being a teenager, especially when you're 30

The One Himalayan Messiah

An effort by maintaining harmony and balance within life to attain continous improvement - Y2K

jimibodansko

earthquakes and volcanoes .... jimibodansko@gmail.com

Demystifying The Universe

Trying arduously & enjoying in the process :)

ShakespearInLove <3

thoughts of a 20 something girl....