Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TODAY, by RALPH WALDO EMERSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I rake no coffined clay, nor publish wide Last Line: The fault that boys & nations soonest mend. | ||||||||
I rake no coffined clay, nor publish wide The resurrection of departed pride Safe in their ancient crannies dark & deep Let kings & conquerors saints & soldiers sleep. Late in the world too late perchance for fame Just late enough to reap abundant blame I choose a novel theme, a bold abuse Of critic charters, an unlaurelled muse. Old mouldy men & books & names & lands Disgust my reason & defile my hands I had as lief respect an ancient shoe As love Old things for age, & hate the new. I spurn the Past, my mind disdains its nod Nor kneels in homage to so mean a god. I laugh at those who while they & gaze The bald antiquity of China praise. Youth is (whatever Cynic tubs pretend) The fault that boys & nations soonest mend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOSTON HYMN; READ IN MUSIC HALL, JANUARY 1, 1863 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON CONCORD HYMN; SUNG AT COMPLETION OF CONCORD MONUMENT, 1836 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON DIRGE (1) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON EACH AND [OR, IN] ALL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON EROS (1) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON FABLE: THE MOUNTAIN AND THE SQUIRREL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON |
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