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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A KINGDOM, by EDWIN M. ERICKSON First Line: A call at night ascending from the lake Last Line: The fauns in my celestial hall. | |||
A call at night ascending from the lake In ever-rising mournfulness ... To pause with echoes bounding in its wake, And rise again to eerieness. The poplar leaves are tapping lightly now, With frosted bellies to the moon, And sound like demon drums that weirdly take Their cadence from the lonely loon. Call on! and let your eerie music rise; Tap on! and let the incubi drum; The moving night is filled with ghostly cries That shriek, and buzz, and moan, and hum ... And I am king in a shadowed satyr's world, Enthroned with the loon's first doleful call; Beneath a tree I rule in dark disguise The fauns in my celestial hall. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FRIENDSHIP; A SONNET by ALFRED TENNYSON THE ANGELS OF BUENA VISTA by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER ON SENDING MY SON AS A PRESENT TO DR. SWIFT by MARY BARBER SPIRITS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE APPROACH OF COLD WEATHER by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 102 by BLISS CARMAN UPON SEEING NOTES MADE BY A POET by MILDRED W. CLARK ON THE LAMENTED DEATH OF MY DEAR UNCLE, MR. RADCLIFF STANHOPE by CHARLES COTTON |
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