Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ODE ON THE DEATH OF HAIG'S HORSE: 5, by DOUGLAS GARMAN First Line: Now all's over, of course, / and small thanks to the sculptor Last Line: Let the bronze be cast, Subject(s): Haig, Douglas. 1st Earl Haig (1861-1928); Tennyson, Alfred (1809-1892); Tennyson, Alfred Tennyson, 1st Baron | ||||||||
Now all's over, of course, And small thanks to the sculptor, England, for thy horse. Let the bronze be cast, And small thanks to the sculptor: He's slighted the public taste. Now that our judgment's passed They're sure to curse us for ever: Colonels, to prove themselves clever, Will damn us, and generals blast. Let the bronze be cast: While an angry people, aghast, Condemn in vain our fatal choice Strong in the sense of a common voice, Null, but assured, in taste. Let the bronze be cast, | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHARGE OF THE BREAD BRIGADE by EZRA POUND TO ALFRED TENNYSON by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR WAPENTAKE; TO ALFRED TENNYSON by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE LAY OF THE LOVELORN; PARODY OF TENNYSON'S 'LOCKSLEY HALL' by THEODORE MARTIN TO A POET THAT DIED YOUNG by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY FACADE: 27. WHEN SIR BEELZEBUB by EDITH SITWELL THE HIGHER PANTHEISM IN A NUTSHELL by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE ODE ON THE DEATH OF HAIG'S HORSE: 1 by DOUGLAS GARMAN |
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