Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TRUMPET, by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The trumpet's voice hath roused the land Last Line: The blast that wakes the dead? Alternate Author Name(s): Browne, Felicia Dorothea Subject(s): Trumpets | ||||||||
THE trumpet's voice hath roused the land -- Light up the beacon pyre! A hundred hills have seen the brand, And waved the sign of fire. A hundred banners to the breeze Their gorgeous folds have cast -- And, hark! was that the sound of seas? A king to war went past. The chief is arming in his hall, The peasant by his hearth; The mourner hears the thrilling call, And rises from the earth. The mother on her first-born son Looks with a boding eye -- They come not back, though all be won, Whose young hearts leap so high. The bard hath ceased his song, and bound The falchion to his side; E'en, for the marriage altar crowned, The lover quits his bride. And all this haste, and change, and fear, By earthly clarion spread! -- How will it be when kingdoms hear The blast that wakes the dead? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RECRUITING SERGEANT; A MUSICAL ENTERTAINMENT: AIR by ISAAC BICKERSTAFFE THE LOST TRUMPET by NATHALIA CRANE WHAT THE TRUMPETER SAID by SEBASTIAN EVANS A TRUMPET BLAST by THOMAS ANSTEY GUTHERIE INTERIM by CHARLES TRUEMAN LANHAM THE TRUMPET CALL (1) by DMITRY SERGEYEVICH MEREZHKOVSKY A MELOLOGUE UPON NATIONAL MUSIC: FLOURISH OF TRUMPET by THOMAS MOORE TRUMPETS IN LOHENGRIN by HARRIET PRESCOTT SPOFFORD A DIRGE (1) by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS |
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