Classic and Contemporary Poetry
O SERVER OF VAIN POMP WHOSE EVERY DAY, by VINCENZO MONTI Poet's Biography Last Line: Winter and the north wind! Subject(s): Nature | ||||||||
O server of vain pomp whose every day Creepeth along n dreariness and pain. Come, friend, come, and be happy once again, Come to the woods away! Nor weeping spouse nor mother shall be heard Lamenting here, nor warlike trumpets' blast. But only gentle breezes whispering past And singing of a bird. Here hath the law of love sole power to bind, And free from grief and peril is our life; We dread no tyrant; lo, our utmost strife Winter and the north wind! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTERRUPTED MEDITATION by ROBERT HASS TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN WRITING IS AN AID TO MEMORY: 17 by LYN HEJINIAN LET US GATHER IN A FLOURISHING WAY by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA IN MICHAEL ROBINS?ÇÖS CLASS MINUS ONE by HICOK. BOB BREADTH. CIRCLE. DESERT. MONARCH. MONTH. WISDOM by JOHN HOLLANDER VARIATIONS: 16 by CONRAD AIKEN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN A COWARD THOUGHT ADMONISHETH: BEHOLD by VINCENZO MONTI I DOTE THE MORE, THE MORE I CONTEMPLATE by VINCENZO MONTI WHAT ART THOU, DEATH? THE VILE AND GUILTY FEAR by VINCENZO MONTI |
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