Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NEARING COLD-DALE, by HANNES HAFSTEIN First Line: I wish for rain - and I wish for snow Last Line: Or an iceland storm -- on our cold-dale ride. | ||||||||
I WISH for rain -- and I wish for snow, As on through Cold-Dale our horses glide; And that a bracing wind may blow Down from the glacial mountainside. We need the air, and we need the bath, To cleanse our spirits of slothful rest. We need the lash of an ice wind's wrath Of manly courage a fitting test. We need a ride where the wild winds wake And the rain beats down in relentless mood, That they may humbly shiver and shake Who shiver must. It may do them good. When a noble storm meets a manly man -- The face must tingle and foot must tire -- It draws on his latent strength to fan The glowing coals of a hidden fire. To brave the tempest with might and main Lends steel to courage and spurs to pride. -- I hope there will be a rush of rain Or an Iceland storm -- on our Cold-Dale ride. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INDIA WHARF by SARA TEASDALE SPRING STORM by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS TYRANNICK [TYRANNIC] LOVE: PROLOGUE by JOHN DRYDEN LULLABY OF A LOVER by GEORGE GASCOIGNE A DREAM OF FAIR WOMEN by ALFRED TENNYSON |
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