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Updated: June 1, 2025
This wild beauty makes one think how much better the graceful wrought-iron balconies of the town would look if enlivened with blossoms, with pendent carnations or pelargonium; but there is no great display of these things; the deficiency of water is a characteristic of the place; it is a flowerless and songless city.
Sadness and gloom hang over the sombre château and its grounds; a deathlike silence weighs like a gravestone on the desolate scene; the birds are songless; the wind is still; not a leaf stirs; and light alone seems to be living in that dreary solitude.
In comparing the impressions of Gordon's disposition given by his friends, it is curious to note that among the few things in which they agree is an absence of surprise at his suicide. It would not be difficult to imagine a more representative poet in the provincial sense than Gordon. His description of the colonies as 'Lands where bright blossoms are scentless, And songless bright birds,
The sharp snow-covered crests of the mountains rose in white appeal against the darkness of the sky, the wild north wind tore through the leafless branches of the pine-forests, bringing with it driving pellets of stinging hail. Joyless and songless, the whole landscape lay as though frozen into sculptured stone.
The sunny moments slipped away as the sunlit waters slipped under the bridge; a bird or two, shy and songless in their moulting fever, came to the stream to drink, looking up, bright eyed, at the two who sat there in the mid-day silence. One, a cardinal, ruffled his crimson crest, startled, as Berkley moved slightly. "The Red Birds," he said, half aloud.
We have finished with the true song birds now, and the next order is that of the Songless Perching Birds birds that have call-notes, some of them quite musical, but no true song. So we will name them the Birds that only Croak and Call.
In the mean time our boatmen had discovered some small, sour ground blackberries, which they gallantly presented to us in their caps. Their feelings were so deeply wounded by our attempts to refuse this delicacy that we accepted and actually ate them, to the great satisfaction of the songless rogues who stood over us. Our own fishing with a line resulted in nothing but the sport and sunburn.
"Here it is blue, like larkspur, and all fragrant of the vintage, and joyous with the songs of the vintagers," she said. "There it is dingy-brown, and songless, and it smells of smoke." "Yes," he agreed. "But you are a sportsman? You go in for shooting?" she conjectured. "No," he answered. "I gave up shooting years ago." "Oh ? Hunting, then?" "I hate hunting.
And so I moved that very day into the heart of a quince, where the seeds are few and almost silent. The Two Cages In my father's garden there are two cages. In one is a lion, which my father's slaves brought from the desert of Ninavah; in the other is a songless sparrow. Every day at dawn the sparrow calls to the lion, "Good morrow to thee, brother prisoner." The Three Ants
She reels not in the storm of warring words, She brightens at the clash of "Yes" and "No," She sees the Best that glimmers through the Worst, She feels the sun is hid but for a night, She spies the summer through the winter bud, She tastes the fruit before the blossom falls, She hears the lark within the songless egg, She finds the fountain where they wailed "mirage."
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