Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A LADY WHO HAD OFFERED HIM A WREATH OF LAUREL, by GEORGE SANTAYANA Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Laurel is a sacred leaf Last Line: And my crown is not a wrong. Subject(s): Laurels | ||||||||
Laurel is a sacred leaf And forbidden to be worn Lest Apollo, flushed with scorn, Shoot the rhymester for a thief. Yet if any human grief Be half uttered in a song The dark laurel will belong To all poets that have writ. Let your heart but mend my wit And my crown is not a wrong. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAURELS ARE FELLED by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE INSTRUCTION by JOHN DRINKWATER THE LAURELS ARE LAID NOW by MAY FOLWELL HOISINGTON IF HOPE OF A LAUREL by RAYMOND DE LA TAILHDE MOUNTAIN LAUREL by CHARLES HENRY MACKINTOSH HE ATE THE LAUREL AND IS MAD by GEORGE EDWARD WOODBERRY SEVERAL VOICES OUT OF A CLOUD by LOUISE BOGAN A PSALM OF TRAVEL by GEORGE SANTAYANA |
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