Echo Song

I

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.
Echo!
Echo!

II

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!
Echo!

III

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,
Echo!
Echo!

IV

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,
Echo!
Echo!

by Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Comments (4)

Words unsaid Echo! Echo! Great poem with a great twist. Thanks for sharing it here.
The first two stanzas caught me off guard! Maybe one would be enough for the modern taste, but, yes, very subtle stuff
Yes, I was politely reading along, moderately enjoying this, and the twist did catch me off guard. Very enjoyable work.
Of the crystal Air! ! Nice work.