Airly Beacon Poem by Charles Kingsley
Airly Beacon
Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon;
Oh, the pleasant sight to see
Shires and towns from Airly Beacon,
While my love climbed up to me!
Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon;
Oh, the happy hours we lay
Deep in fern on Airly Beacon,
Courting through the summer's day!
Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon;
Oh, the weary haunt for me,
All alone on Airly Beacon,
With his baby on my knee!
Amusing depiction. Lovely and lofty. Enjoyed with thank. Congratulation for the poem of the day.
A tragic situation of a father and child sans a life companion is highly bitterest one in life exposing it as top light from beacon and is indeed a pinnacle of human tragedy as the poet! A highly sorrowful poem to read indeed!
Isn't it told from the female point of view? The lover has gone, leaving his squeeze with a child to raise?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2024 9:26:35 PM # 1.0.0
What would be a two season plot line in a soap opera is here told very effectively in 3 short verses.