Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TRICKSTERS, by WILLIAM ROSE BENET Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I am bewildered still and teased by elves Last Line: Archangels, heroes, -- rascals yet unhung! Subject(s): Fairies; Elves | ||||||||
I am bewildered still and teased by elves That cloud about me even through city streets. One sings a stave and one a dream repeats, One, crueler, in some old resentment delves. I am aware they are my other selves, Yet to what dazzling vision each entreats, Casting a glamour over shams and cheats, Ennobling can't buzzing by tens and twelves! So then my smiling grieves the passerby. I strut in all vocations not my own, Wearing the centuries like a baldric slung; Whilst shabby I gawk at this splendid I. Chronos and Momus through my lipe intone, Archangels, heroes, -- rascals yet unhung! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FAERY FOREST by SARA TEASDALE THE LAND OF HEART'S DESIRE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE FAIRIES by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE FAIRY CHILD by JOHN ANSTER THE FORSAKEN MERMAN by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE LITTLE ELF-MAN by JOHN KENDRICK BANGS TAM O' SHANTER by ROBERT BURNS A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 19. THE FAIRY QUEEN PROSERPINA by THOMAS CAMPION A PROPER NEW BALLAD [ENTITLED THE FAIRIES' FAREWELL] by RICHARD CORBET THE FALCONER OF GOD by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |
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