Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IZAAC WALTON, COTTON, AND WILLIAM OLDWAYS, by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Son cotton! These light idle brooks Last Line: Just like these idle waves, son cotton! Subject(s): Authors & Authorship; Books; Literature; Walton, Izaak (1593-1683); Writing & Writers; Reading | ||||||||
Son Cotton! these light idle brooks, Peeping into so many nooks, Yet have not for their idlest wave The leisure you may think they have: No, not the little ones that run And hide behind the first big stone, When they have squirted in the eye Of their next neighbour passing by; Nor yonder curly sideling fellow Of tones than Pan's own flute more mellow, Who learns his tune and tries it over As girl who fain would please her lover. Something has each of them to say ... He says it, and then runs away, And says it in another place ... Continuing the unthrifty chase. We have as many tales to tell, And look as gay and run as well, But leave another to pursue What we had promised we would do, Till, in the order God has fated, One after one precipitated, Whether we would on, or would not on, Just like these idle waves, son Cotton! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO SONNETS: 1 by DAVID LEHMAN THE ILLUSTRATION?ÇÖA FOOTNOTE by DENISE LEVERTOV FALLING ASLEEP OVER THE AENEID by ROBERT LOWELL POETRY MACHINES by CATE MARVIN LENDING LIBRARY by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY A FIESOLAN IDYL by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR |
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