Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology

Mapping Keats’s Progress
A Critical Chronology

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References to this poem

Ah! woe is me! poor Silver-wing

Ah! woe is me! poor Silver-wing!
That I must chaunt thy lady’s dirge,
And death to this fair haunt of spring,
Of melody, and streams of flowery verge, —
Poor Silver-wing! Ah! woe is me!
That I must see
These blossoms snow upon thy lady’s pall!
Go, pretty page, and in her ear
Whisper that the hour is near!
Softly tell her not to fear
Such calm favonian burial!
Go, pretty page, and soothly tell, —
The blossoms hang by a melting spell,
And fall they must, ere a star wink thrice
Upon her closed eyes,
That now in vain are weeping their last tears,
At sweet life leaving, and these arbours green, —
Rich dowry from the spirit of the spheres, —
Alas! poor queen!

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MLA Style: Works Cited

Keats, John. “Ah! woe is me! poor Silver-wing.” Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology, by G. Kim Blank. Edition 3.3 , University of Victoria, 5 September 2020. https://johnkeats.uvic.ca/poem_ah_woe_is_me_poor_silver-wing.html.

Chicago Style: Note

John Keats, “Ah! woe is me! poor Silver-wing,” Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology, Edition 3.3 , last modified 5th September 2020. https://johnkeats.uvic.ca/poem_ah_woe_is_me_poor_silver-wing.html.

Chicago Style: Bibliography

Keats, John. “Ah! woe is me! poor Silver-wing.” Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology, Edition 3.3 , last modified 5th September 2020. https://johnkeats.uvic.ca/poem_ah_woe_is_me_poor_silver-wing.html.