This is one of my (Ielaf Khalil) favourite poems by Jane Austen. Hope you guys like it. What do you understand of it? Which part do you like? My favourite is the last line. :)
Ode to Pity
Ever musing I delight to tread
The Paths of honour and the Myrtle Grove
Whilst the pale Moon her beams doth shed
On disappointed Love.
While Philomel on airy hawthorn
Bush Sings sweet and Melancholy,
And the thrush Converses with the Dove.
Gently brawling down the turnpike road,
Sweetly noisy falls the Silent Stream--
The Moon emerges from behind a Cloud
And darts upon the Myrtle Grove her beam.
Ah! then what Lovely Scenes appear,
The hut, the Cot, the Grot, and Chapel queer,
And eke the Abbey too a mouldering heap,
Cnceal'd by aged pines her head doth rear
And quite invisible doth take a peep.
Jane Austen
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I've read this one before! Wasn't it dedicated to her sister, Cassandra? I like the imagery here: "The Moon emerges from behind a Cloud
And darts upon the Myrtle Grove her beam."
Whoops. That was Amal.
There's some really strong imagery in this poem, like Amal said. I especially like the part where it says: "Sweetly noisy falls the Silent Stream", contrasting noisy and silent.
-Angelina
Ielaf,
Interesting selection. The title of the poem made a lot more sense to me after looking into the word Philomel. Check out this wiki page about it:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philomela_%28princess_of_Athens%29
Cheers,
Mr. G
yes it was dedicated to Cassandra
-Ielaf :)
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