
The speaker alternately calls on the Hours to mourn the personified Year and reassures them that she sleeps and will awaken with renewed love. Winter rocks her like both a corpse and a child; January through April take mourning roles, and the Hours are urged to follow with May's flowers.
By Percy Bysshe Shelley · Genre: Elegiac Poetry, Seasonal Poetry · 269 words
1.
Orphan Hours, the Year is dead, / Come and sigh, come and weep! / Merry Hours, smile instead, / For the Year is but asleep. / See, it smiles as it is sleeping, / Mocking your untimely weeping.
2.
As an earthquake rocks a corse / In its coffin in the clay, / So White Winter, that rough nurse, / Rocks the death-cold Year to-day; / Solemn Hours! wail aloud / For your mother in her shroud.
mourning · passing year · winter · seasonal renewal · personification
Dirge for the Year is listed on Textopian as a poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley, dated Date unknown.
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