Poems— Volume 3

Author: George Meredith

Wind on the Lyre

That was the chirp of Ariel
You heard, as overhead it flew,
The farther going more to dwell,
And wing our green to wed our blue;
But whether note of joy or knell,
Not his own Father-singer knew;
Nor yet can any mortal tell,
Save only how it shivers through;
The breast of us a sounded shell,
The blood of us a lighted dew.


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Chicago: George Meredith, "Wind on the Lyre," Poems— Volume 3, ed. Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in Poems—Volume 3 (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed October 3, 2022, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=LI5MAMQSIVFII6V.

MLA: Meredith, George. "Wind on the Lyre." Poems— Volume 3, edited by Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in Poems—Volume 3, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 3 Oct. 2022. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=LI5MAMQSIVFII6V.

Harvard: Meredith, G, 'Wind on the Lyre' in Poems— Volume 3, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Poems—Volume 3, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 3 October 2022, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=LI5MAMQSIVFII6V.