The Convert
The Convert - meaning Summary
Memory Shaped by Music
A speaker recalls a sunset encounter with Damon, who plays a flute and draws the speaker close with music and kisses. The moment brings intense pleasure but leads to lasting loss: peace and happiness have gone. Yet the tune remains, returning in memory and haunting the speaker with its former bliss. The poem contemplates how a single musical moment can imprint desire and grief, blending longing with persistent reminiscence.
Read Complete AnalysesAs at sunset I was straying Silently the wood along, Damon on his flute was playing, And the rocks gave back the song, So la, la! Softly tow'rds him then he drew me; Sweet each kiss he gave me then! And I said, "Play once more to me!" And he kindly play'd again, So la, la! All my peace for aye has fleeted, All my happiness has flown; Yet my ears are ever greeted With that olden, blissful tone, So la, la!
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