Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WARNEFORD, V.C., by HENRY CHAPPELL First Line: Avengeance, winged, he sped aloft Last Line: You wear a nobler crown. Subject(s): Vengeance | ||||||||
AVENGEANCE, winged, he sped aloft Thro' the eagle's pathway bright, And saw the horned moon grow soft And fade in the golden light. He watched for a monster grim and grey, Afar in the fleecy clouds, That writhe and whirl in her homeward way From her murd'rous errand to blast and slay, Like phantoms seeking her course to stay, Enwrapped in clammy shrouds. She comes, ill omened, an evil thing Far up in the white flecked blue, And the Vengeance soars on upward wing, A slayer of fiends who slew. Down thro' the silken monster rape The deadly bolts well sped; Red fire tongues lick the giant shape, From the buoyant fumes that seek escape, While jagged rents all flapping gape Like wounds to the sky o'erhead. She flames and bursts with a thunder roar, And the stunning blast upflung Smites on the Vengeance, turns him o'er Till head to earth is hung: He rights, and rests on earth a space, Then soars again on high, A Victor proud, whose name and race No waves of Time shall e'er efface; Deep branded on the scroll of grace, The deed can never die. Dear gallant lad, Life's mortal foe Came winging down the steep, And touched your hand and bid you go To sleep the last long sleep; Above earth's little hopes and fears, Above earth's smile or frown, Beyond the blinding mists of tears, Beyond the grief that burns and sears, Where Time is not, nor days, nor years; You wear a nobler crown. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE FALL OF AN AGE by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE STORY OF URIAH by RUDYARD KIPLING THE FAMINE YEAR by JANE FRANCESCA WILDE THE MAID'S TRAGEDY by FRANCIS BEAUMONT PRAYER FOR STRENGTH by MARGARET E. BRUNER VENGEANCE IS MINE by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |
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