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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FRAGMENT OF OLDE STUFFE, by JAMES A. BRILL First Line: Oh, heavy clouds have hid the mellow sun Last Line: Full:—hopelessly. | |||
Oh, heavy clouds have hid the mellow sun Full hopelessly; The tired year's creaking course is all but run, The were-wolf howl of chill blasts has begun; Life's joy doth vanish (when the summer's done)— Full hopelessly. So deem not me as wicked, wild, or rude (—Full hopelessly—) If guides me on this melancholy mood, I barter cash for what some imp has brewed, And, sprawling by my hearth-fire, get quite stewed— Full:—hopelessly. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SABBATH OF THE SOUL by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD WORDLY WISE (10) by MOTHER GOOSE ETUDE REALISTE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE AGAINST QUARRELLING AND FIGHTING by ISAAC WATTS THE PRODIGAL'S BROTHER SPEAKS by BESS SAMUEL AYRES |
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