Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PAN'S PROPHECY, SELECTION, by THOMAS STURGE MOORE Poet's Biography First Line: I am old and wise and strong Last Line: Complain they that their age grows cold? Alternate Author Name(s): Moore, T. Sturge Subject(s): Old Age | ||||||||
I AM old and wise and strong, Hale, and still inclined to song; And the morning I salute Loud upon my oaten flute; Then, ardent o'er my ranked pipes bending, Match the sky-lark's song ascending; With pursed lips hovering o'er each reed, From deep to treble on I speed, And surprise him in the blue With earth-born echo clear and true. And sometimes, when the rustling breeze Draws hints of music from the trees, I nurse and fondle their beginning, Chord to mate with chord still winning, Rearing the infant tune to express All a dryad's happiness. Next bend mine eyes to worship flowers; This tip-toe on a slim stalk towers, Pride at one with innocence Like a child in a new wimple; This other, under leafage dense, Sure of being searched for, simple Yet counting upon beauty's power, Content to wait its triumph's hour. How the gracious ferns expand Like a sleeping infant's hand! And their growth acquires greatness As a boy-king's soul sedateness. For them, belike, the trees are gods, Whom they wonder of and trust, And augur from their drowsy nods Till the autumn, when they rust; Their glades then gorgeous to behold, Complain they that their age grows cold? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT EIGHTY I CHANGE MY VIEW by DAVID IGNATOW FAWN'S FOSTER-MOTHER by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE DEER LAY DOWN THEIR BONES by ROBINSON JEFFERS OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A WINTER ODE TO THE OLD MEN OF LUMMUS PARK, / MIAMI, FLORIDA by DONALD JUSTICE AFTER A LINE BY JOHN PEALE BISHOP by DONALD JUSTICE TO HER BODY, AGAINST TIME by ROBERT KELLY SONG FROM A COUNTRY FAIR by LEONIE ADAMS BEAUTIFUL MEALS by THOMAS STURGE MOORE |
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