The Triton in the Ilex-wood
Is lonely at Castello.
The snow is on him like a hood,
The fountain-reeds are yellow.
But never Triton sorrowed yet
For weather chill or mellow:
He mourns, my Dear, that you forget
The gardens of Castello!
I am busy working to bring A. Mary F. Robinson's "Castello" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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