Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE COLLEGE, 1917, by HAMILTON FISH ARMSTRONG Poet's Biography First Line: The darkness is full of well-remembered sounds Last Line: Your ghostly honor-roll. Subject(s): Princeton University | ||||||||
The darkness is full of well-remembered sounds And smells of vanished spring. Old North's calm clock is making his tuneful rounds, The echoes leap and sing In the old old way from star-topped tower to tower -- I pause in the shadow and strain For the voices that now will arise to salute the hour: But they come not here again. Cradled along the tops of the ancient trees Swings autumn's newest moon -- The shadows shiver before the silent breeze Heralding Night's high-noon. Scattered lights gleam out through the leaded glass, Where the lowest leaves begin: But many a window is dark, and I turn and pass Where I used to enter in. On the edge of night when still is seen no morning, Princeton, you stand and smile. Glad to give, when the call followed the warning, Your sons for a little while. And if they come not again, as before some came not, Heart-free and young and whole, They know their names, like their fathers' fathers', shame not Your ghostly honor-roll. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TOWERS OF PRINCETON [FROM THE TRAIN] by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) PRINCETON, MAY, 1917 by ALFRED NOYES VARIUM ET MUTABILE by JAMES P. SAWYER THE BUILDERS by HENRY VAN DYKE G.S. READING POESY AT PRINCETON by ALLEN GINSBERG AFTER THE PLAY by HAMILTON FISH ARMSTRONG GOLDEN HILL by HAMILTON FISH ARMSTRONG LINES FOR THE HOUR by HAMILTON FISH ARMSTRONG ON SICK LEAVE, 1916 by HAMILTON FISH ARMSTRONG THE PAST IS THE PRESENT (2) by MARIANNE MOORE |
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