Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN ORSON OF THE MUSE, by GEORGE MEREDITH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Her son, albeit the muse's livery Last Line: If in no vessel built for sea they swim. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; Whitman, Walt (1819-1891) | ||||||||
HER son, albeit the Muse's livery And measured courtly paces rouse his taunts, Naked and hairy in his savage haunts, To Nature only will be bend the knee; Spouting the founts of her distillery Like rough rock-sources; and his woes and wants Being Nature's, civil limitation daunts His utterance never; the nymphs blush, not he. Him, when he blows of Earth, and Man, and Fate, The Muse will hearken to with graver ear Than many of her train can waken: him Would fain have taught what fruitful things and dear Must sink beneath the tidewaves, of their weight, If in no vessel built for sea they swim. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE TO WALT WHITMAN by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET TWO RAMAGES FOR OLD MASTERS by ROBERT BLY QUIRKS: 2. THAT AFTERNOON I REMEMBERED by JOHN CIARDI READING WALT WHITMAN by CALVIN FORBES FOR WALT WHITMAN by DAVID IGNATOW WAITING INSIDE by DAVID IGNATOW WALT WHITMAN IN THE CIVIL WAR HOSPITALS by DAVID IGNATOW METAMORPHOSES: 3. PERSEUS (WALT WHITMAN) by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM DIRGE IN WOODS by GEORGE MEREDITH |
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