Dancing Dust

Poems by Mollie Caird (1922-2000)

Rondel: A nightingale in Wytham Woods
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Never for pain, but for delight
The nightingale sings all moon long;
Old Greeks heard sorrow in the song
And told a tale of grief and spite:

Of Philomela’s woes to write
They set all later poets wrong ―
Never for pain, but for delight
The nightingale sings all moon long.

Forget the gruesome feast, the sight
Of breast transfixed by thorny prong,
Though Matthew Arnold pitched it strong.
Sing sweet, sweet all dewy night,
Never for pain, but for delight.


Oxford Times, 20 May 1966
The Dancing Dust and other poems, 1983