Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CASTLES IN THE AIR, by JEAN FRANCOIS COLLIN D'HARLEVILLE First Line: Each mortal builds his castles in the air Last Line: Only believe you're happy, and you are. | ||||||||
EACH mortal builds his castles in the air, In country or in town, no matter where; Whether we sleep or wake, still are they made. The weary labourer, leaning on his spade, Can deem himself the squire of the place; Old age, in thought, the frosts of time efface; The clerk a minister, the priest 'my lord' Becomes. The bishop-- In a word, In dreams, no fate can with my own compare: Only believe you're happy, and you are. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MEANING OF THE LOOK by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING SAMSON AGONISTES by JOHN MILTON MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 12 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SHUT OUT by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |
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