Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE STIRRUP-CUP, by GEORG HERWEGH Poet's Biography First Line: The anxious night is gone at last Last Line: At the break of day to die! Subject(s): Germany - Revolution - 1848-1849 | ||||||||
THE anxious night is gone at last, Silent and mute we gallop past And ride to our destiny. How keen the morning breezes blow! Hostess, one glass more ere we go, We go to die! Thou soft young grass, why now so green? Soon like the rose shall be thy sheen, My blood thee red shall dye. The first quick sip with sword in hand I drink, a toast to our native land, For our native land to die. Now for the next, the time is short, The next to Freedom, the queen we court, The fiery cup drain dry! These dregsto whom shall we dedicate? To thee, Imperial German State, For the German State to die! My sweetheart!But there's no more wine The bullets whistle, the lance heads shine To her the glass where the fragments lie! Up! Like a whirlwind into the fray! O horseman's joy, at the break of day, At the break of day to die! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WATCHMAN'S SONG by FRANZ EMANUEL GEIBEL THE TROOPER'S DEATH by GEORG HERWEGH POETICAL ABSTRACTS: 2. METAPHYSICAL by HAYDEN CARRUTH AFFIRMATION by LOUIS UNTERMEYER A CORONAL by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS SLEEP by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A CHILD'S PRAYER [OR, HYMN] by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS CARELESS CONTENT by JOHN BYROM BATTLE SONG by EBENEZER ELLIOTT THE LAST RESERVATION by WALTER LEARNED |
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