Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OF ANY OLD MAN, by ISAAC ROSENBERG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Wreck not the ageing heart of quietness Last Line: Your christ's youth was not ended when he died. Subject(s): Absense | ||||||||
Wreck not the ageing heart of quietness With alien uproar and rude jolly cries, Which (satyr-like to a mild maiden's pride) Ripen not wisdom but a large recoil; Give them their withered peace, their trial grave, Their past youth's three-scored shadowy effigy. Mock them not with your ripened turbulence, Their frost - mailed petulance with your torrid wrath, When, edging your boisterous thunders, shivers one word (Pap to their senile sneering, drug to truth, The feigned rampart of bleak ignorance) " Experience " -- crown of naked majesties, That tells us naught we know not, but confirms. O think, you reverend shadowy austere, Your Christ's youth was not ended when he died. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DISCORDANTS: 2 by CONRAD AIKEN DISCORDANTS: 5 by CONRAD AIKEN SAD SONNET DONE by TIMOTHY LIU SONNET: 16 by RICHARD BARNFIELD I HAD A GUINEA GOLDEN by EMILY DICKINSON THE FACE WE CHOOSE TO MISS by EMILY DICKINSON THREE WEEKS PASSED SINCE I HAD SEEN HER by EMILY DICKINSON A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG |
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