Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PASSION'S HOUNDS, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: With mighty leaps and bounds Last Line: Hunt me to death. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Passion | ||||||||
WITH mighty leaps and bounds, I followed Passion's hounds, My hot blood had its day; Lust, Gluttony, and Drink, I chased to Hell's black brink, Both night and day. I ate like three strong men, I drank enough for ten, Each hour must have its glass; Yes, Drink and Gluttony Have starved more brains, say I, Than Hunger has. And now, when I grow old, And my slow blood is cold, And feeble is my breath -- I'm followed by those hounds, Whose mighty leaps and bounds Hunt me to death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APPULDURCOMBE PARK by AMY LOWELL FIVE ACCOUNTS OF A MONOGAMOUS MAN by WILLIAM MEREDITH ON PASSION AS A LITERARY TRADITION by JOHN CIARDI LES GRANDES PASSIONS MANQUEES by IRVING FELDMAN A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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