Classic and Contemporary Poetry
QUINTESSENCE OF ALL THE DACTYLICS, by WILLIAM GIFFORD Poet Analysis First Line: Wearisome sonneteer, feeble and querulous Last Line: "dactylics, call;st thou 'em? -- ""god help thee, silly one!" Subject(s): Sonnet (as Literary Form); Southey, Robert (1774-1843) | ||||||||
Wearisome sonneteer, feeble and querulous, Painfully dragging out thy demo-cratic lays -- Moon-stricken sonneteer, "ah! for thy heavy chance!" Sorely thy dactylics lag on uneven feet: Slow is the syllable which thou would'st urge to speed, Lame and o'erburden'd, and "screaming its wretchedness!" Ne'er talk of ears again! look at thy spelling-book; Dilworth and Dyche are both mad at thy quantities -- Dactylics, call;st thou 'em? -- "God help thee, silly one!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VISION OF JUDGEMENT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE FRIEND OF HUMANITY AND THE KNIFE-GRINDER by GEORGE CANNING FATHER WILLIAM [QUESTIONED], FR. ALICE IN WONDERLAND by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON TO ROBERT SOUTHEY by MARIA GOWEN BROOKS INSCRIPTION FOR THE DOOR OF [BROWNRIGG'S] CELL IN NEWGATE by GEORGE CANNING SONNETS ON EMINENT CHARACTERS: 10. TO ROBERT SOUTHEY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE BATTUE OF BERLIN by HARRY GRAHAM ON SOUTHEY'S BIRTHDAY, NOV 4 by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR ON SOUTHEY'S DEATH by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR |
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