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Quotes from Thyrsis — Matthew Arnold

1822–1888 England

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And that sweet city with her dreaming spires,
She needs not June for beauty’s heightening.

Thyrsis (1866)

For Time, not Corydon, hath conquer'd thee!

Thyrsis (1866)

The signal-elm, that looks on Ilsley Downs,
The Vale, the three lone weirs, the youthful Thames.

Thyrsis (1866)

Too quick despairer, wherefore wilt thou go?
Soon will the high Midsummer pomps come on,
Soon will the musk carnations break and swell

Thyrsis (1866)

Why faintest thou! I wander’d till I died.
Roam on! The light we sought is shining still.
Dost thou ask proof? Our tree yet crowns the hill,
Our Scholar travels yet the loved hillside.

Thyrsis (1866)

He went; his piping took a troubled sound
Of storms that rage outside our happy ground;
He could not wait their passing, he is dead!

Thyrsis (1866)

Are ye too changed, ye hills?
See, ’tis no foot of unfamiliar men
Tonight from Oxford up your pathway strays!
Here came I often, often, in old days;
Thyrsis and I; we still had Thyrsis then.

Thyrsis (1866)

So have I heard the cuckoo's parting cry,
From the wet field, through the vext garden-trees,
Come with the volleying rain and tossing breeze:
The bloom is gone, and with the bloom go I!

Thyrsis (1866)

Attribution

Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Matthew Arnold (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.