Rondeau Redoublé (and Scarcely Worth the Trouble, at That)
Enough Rope: Poems by Dorothy Parker (New York: Boni and Liveright, 1926): 94. PS 3531 A5855E5 Robarts Library
1The same to me are sombre days and gay.
2 Though joyous dawns the rosy morn, and bright,
3Because my dearest love is gone away
4 Within my heart is melancholy night.
5My heart beats low in loneliness, despite
6 That riotous Summer holds the earth in sway.
8 The same to me are sombre days and gay.
9Though breezes in the rippling grasses play,
10 And waves dash high and far in glorious might,
11I thrill no longer to the sparkling day,
12 Though joyous dawns the rosy morn, and bright.
13Ungraceful seems to me the swallow's flight;
14 As well might Heaven's blue be sullen gray;
15My soul discerns no beauty in their sight
16 Because my dearest love is gone away.
17Let roses fling afar their crimson spray,
18 And virgin daisies splash the fields with white,
19Let bloom the poppy hotly as it may,
20 Within my heart is melancholy night.
21And this, oh love, my pitiable plight
22 Whenever from my circling arms you stray;
23This little world of mine has lost its light ...
24 I hope to God, my dear, that you can say
25 The same to me.
7] cerements: shrouds for the dead. Back to Line
Publication Start Year:
Life (April 13, 1922): 3.
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