Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ROME: ON THE PALATINE, by THOMAS HARDY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: We walked where victor jove was shrined awhile Last Line: Till time seemed fiction, past and present one. Subject(s): Rome, Italy | ||||||||
WE walked where Victor Jove was shrined awhile, And passed to Livia's rich red mural show, Whence, thridding cave and Criptoportico, We gained Caligula's dissolving pile. And each ranked ruin tended to beguile The outer sense, and shape itself as though It wore its marble gleams, its pristine glow Of scenic frieze and pompous peristyle. When lo, swift hands, on strings nigh overhead, Began to melodize a waltz by Strauss: It stirred me as I stood, in Caesar's house, Raised the old routs Imperial lyres had led, And blended pulsing life with lives long done, Till Time seemed fiction, Past and Present one. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THOSE GRAVES IN ROME by LARRY LEVIS ROMAN ELEGIES by JOSEPH BRODSKY ROMAN DIARY: 1951 by JOHN CIARDI VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 7. ROME by SARA TEASDALE ROMANESQUE ARCHES by TOMAS TRANSTROMER AN APARTMENT WITH A VIEW by JOHN CIARDI MANIFEST DESTINY by JORIE GRAHAM RUINES OF ROME by JOACHIM DU BELLAY AND THERE WAS A GREAT CALM' by THOMAS HARDY |
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