Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY THEME: 1, by GEORGE MEREDITH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Of me and of my theme think what thou wilt Last Line: Irradiate, and through ruinous floods uplift. Subject(s): Fortune; Philosophy & Philosophers | ||||||||
OF me and of my theme think what thou wilt: The song of gladness one straight bolt can check. But I have never stood at Fortune's beck: Were she and her light crew to run atilt At my poor holding little would be spilt; Small were the praise for singing o'er that wreck. Who courts her dooms to strife his bended neck; He grasps a blade, not always by the hilt. Nathless she strikes at random, can be fell With other than those votaries she deals The black or brilliant from her thunder-rift. I say but that this love of Earth reveals A soul beside our own to quicken, quell, Irradiate, and through ruinous floods uplift. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROMAN SKETCHBOOK: READING/RUSSELL SAYS, 'THERE IS NO RHINOCEROS IN by ROBERT CREELEY THE CLOUDS OF MAGELLAN (APHORISMS OF MR. CANON ASPIRIN) by NORMAN DUBIE THREE SONNETS by RICHARD WILBUR OLD ARISTIPPUS by ANSELM HOLLO PUT IN A QUAVER, HERE AND THERE by ANSELM HOLLO FIN-DE-SIECLE BLUES by CAROLYN KIZER I BROOD ABOUT SOME CONCEPTS, FOR EXAMPLE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER DIRGE IN WOODS by GEORGE MEREDITH |
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