Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. A GLIMPSE, by EDWARD CARPENTER Poet's Biography First Line: Here at last having arrived I take my rest Last Line: I depart and am gone my way. Subject(s): Spring | ||||||||
HERE at last having arrived I take my rest, my long long fill of rest, no more to move; The roaring subsides, the wheels cease to go round, a calm falls on allthe stars and the daisies shine out visibly from the bosom of God. You cannot baulk me of my true life. Climbing over the barriers of painof my own weaknesses and sinsI escape. Where will you hold me? by the feet, hands? by my personal vanity? would you shut me in the mirror-lined prison of self-consciousness? Behold! I acknowledge all my defectsyou cannot snap the handcuffs faster on me than I snap them myself I am vain, deceitful, cowardlyyet I escape. The handcuffs hold me not, out of my own hands I draw myself as out of a glove; from behind the empty mask of my reputed qualities I depart, and am gone my way, Unconcerned what I leave behind me. Into the high air which surrounds and sustains the world, Breathing life, intoxicating, with joy unutterable, radiant, As the wind of Spring when the dead leaves fly before it I depart and am gone my way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND A SPRING SONG by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN SPRING'S RETURN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SPRING IN WINTER by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPRING ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD AS A MOULD FOR SOME FAIR FORM by EDWARD CARPENTER |
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