Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT THE STEVENSON FOUNTAIN (PORTSMOUTH SQUARE, SAN FRANCISCO), by WALLACE IRWIN Poet's Biography First Line: Perhaps from out the thousands passing by Last Line: And draw contentment from a cup of tears! Alternate Author Name(s): Ginger; Hashimura Togo Subject(s): Fountains; Grief; San Francisco; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
PERHAPS from out the thousands passing by The City's hopeless lotos-eaters these, Blown by the four winds of the seven seas From common want to common company Perhaps someone may lift a heavy eye And see, dream-blown across his memories, Those golden pennons bellying in the breeze And spread for ports where fair adventures lie. And O! that such a one may stay a space And taste of sympathy, till to his ears Might come the tale of him who knew the grace To suffer sweetly through the bitter years; To catch the smile concealed in Fortune's face And draw contentment from a cup of tears! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS |
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