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By Daryl Hine

Echo that loved hid within a wood

Would to herself rehearse her weary woe:

O, she cried, and all the rest unsaid

Identical came back in sorry echo.


Echo for the fix that she was in

Invisible, distraught by mocking passion,

Passionate, ignored, as good as dumb,

Employed that O unchanged in repetition.


Shun love if you suspect that he shuns you,

Use with him no reproaches whatsoever.

Ever you knew, supposing him to know

No melody from which you might recover-


Cover your ears, dear Echo, do not hear.

Here is no supplication but your own,

Only your sighs return upon the air

Ere their music from the mouth be gone.


Daryl Hine, “Echo” from Wooden Horses (New York: Atheneum Publishers, 1965). Copyright © 1965 by Daryl Hine. Reprinted with the permission of the author.

Source: The Wooden Horse: Poems (1965)

Poet Bio

Daryl Hine
Daryl Hine was born in British Columbia, Canada, and attended McGill University, followed by the University of Chicago for both his master’s degree and doctorate. After completing his Ph.D., Hine remained at the University of Chicago as a professor for several years. He was the recipient of a Canada Foundation-Rockefeller fellowship, an Ingram Merrill Award, a Guggenheim fellowship, an American Academy and Institution of Arts and Letters Award and a MacArthur Foundation Fellowship. Hine was also a former editor of Poetry magazine. See More By This Poet