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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CAMELUS SALTAT: 1, by GEORGE MEREDITH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: What say you, critic, now you have become
Last Line: You dealt? -- the voice austere, the jeer, the sneer
Subject(s): Criticism & Critics; Poetry & Poets
First Line: What say you, critic, now you have become
Last Line: You dealt? -- the voice austere, the jeer, the sneer
Subject(s): Criticism & Critics; Poetry & Poets
WHAT say you, critic, now you have become
An author and maternal? -- in this trap
(To quote you) of poor hollow folk who rap
On instruments as like as drum to drum.
You snarled tut-tut for welcome to tum-tum,
So like the nose fly-teased in its noon's nap.
You scratched an insect-slaughtering thunder-clap
With that between the fingers and the thumb.
It seemeth mad to quit the Olympian couch,
Which bade our public gobble or reject.
O spectacle of Peter, shrewdly pecked,
Piper, by his own pepper from his pouch!
What of the sneer, the jeer, the voice austere,
You dealt? -- the voice austere, the jeer, the sneer
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