Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH, by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: At seventy years one well might choose Last Line: At seventy years! Alternate Author Name(s): Dobson, Austin Subject(s): Aldrich, Thomas Bailey (1836-1907); Novels & Novelists; Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
AT seventy years one well might choose To pause in service to the Muse; Nor counts it much for blame or praise To him whose brow is bound with bays If she be kindly, or refuse. Least -- least of all, need we excuse The Bard who, backward-looking, views But blameless songs and blameless days At seventy years! And yet, Sing on. While life renews Its morning skies, its evening hues, Still may you walk in rhythmic ways Companioned of the lyre whose lays None -- in this tuneless time -- would lose At seventy years! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A FANCY FROM FONTENELLE by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON |
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