Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE END, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: With all thy gold, thou canst not make Last Line: Should call thy name. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Mortality; Time | ||||||||
With all thy gold, thou canst not make Time sell his sand; With all thy cloth, a thin white shroud Is Death's command; Death gives thee but a poor man's space, With all thy land. The beggar in his grave and thou Must be the same; For neither thou nor he shall hear Men's praise or blame; Though thunder and a thousand rocks Should call thy name. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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