Thomas Bailey Aldrich

(November 11, 1836 – March 19, 1907 / Portsmouth, New Hampshire)

Echo Song - Poem by Thomas Bailey Aldrich


Who can say where Echo dwells?
In some mountain-cave, methinks,
Where the white owl sits and blinks;
Or in deep sequestered dells,
Where foxglove hangs its bells,
Echo dwells.


Phantom of the crystal Air,
Daughter of sweet Mystery!
Here is one has need of thee;
Lead him to thy secret lair,
Myrtle brings he for thy hair--
Hear his prayer,


Echo lift thy drowsy head,
And repeat each charmëd word
Thou must needs have overheard
Yestere'en ere, rosy-red,
Daphne down the valley fled--
Words unsaid,


Breathe the vows she since denies!
She hath broken every vow;
What she would she would not now--
Thou didst hear her perjuries.
Whisper, whilst I shut my eyes,
Those sweet lies,

Comments about Echo Song by Thomas Bailey Aldrich

  • Ratnakar Mandlik (9/27/2016 11:11:00 AM)

    Words unsaid
    Echo! Echo!
    Great poem with a great twist. Thanks for sharing it here.

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  • Stephen W (9/27/2016 10:53:00 AM)

    The first two stanzas caught me off guard! Maybe one would be enough for the modern taste, but, yes, very subtle stuff (Report)Reply

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  • Seamus O BrianSeamus O Brian (9/27/2016 9:25:00 AM)

    Yes, I was politely reading along, moderately enjoying this, and the twist did catch me off guard. Very enjoyable work. (Report)Reply

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  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (9/27/2016 2:01:00 AM)

    Of the crystal Air! ! Nice work. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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