Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO QUINBUS FLESTRIN, THE MAN MOUNTAIN, by ALEXANDER POPE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: In amaze / lost I gaze Last Line: Lofty poet, touch the sky. Variant Title(s): Ode To Quinbus Flestrin Subject(s): Swift, Jonathan (1667-1745) | ||||||||
[OCCASIONED BY READING THE TRAVELS OF CAPTAIN LEMUEL GULLIVER] An ode by Tilly-tit, poet-laureate to his Majesty of Lilliput Translated into English IN amaze, Lost I gaze, Can our eyes Reach thy size? May my lays Swell with praise, Worthy thee! Worthy me! Muse, inspire, All thy fire! Bards of old Of him told, When they said Atlas' head Propped the skies: See! and believe your eyes! See him stride Valleys wide, Over woods, Over floods! When he treads Mountains' heads Groan and shake: Armies quake: Lest his spurn Overturn Man and steed: Troops, take heed! Left and right, Speed your flight! Lest an host Beneath his foot be lost. Turned aside, From his hide, Safe from wound, Darts rebound. From his nose Clouds he blows: When he speaks, Thunder breaks! When he eats, Famine threats! When he drinks, Neptune shrinks! Nigh thy ear In mid air, On thy hand Let me stand; So shall I, Lofty poet, touch the sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYPOCRITE SWIFT by LOUISE BOGAN THE HAPPY LIFE OF A COUNTRY PARSON by ALEXANDER POPE THE LAMENTATION OF GLUMDALCLITCH FOR THE LOSS OF GRILDRIG by ALEXANDER POPE ON THE DEATH OF DR. SWIFT by JONATHAN SWIFT SWIFT'S EPITAPH by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS ON SENDING MY SON AS A PRESENT TO DR. SWIFT by MARY BARBER QUILCA HOUSE TO THE DEAN by HENRY BROOKE AN EPISTLE TO ROBERT NUGENT WITH PICTURE OF DR. SWIFT, SELECTION by WILLIAM DUNKIN A FAREWELL TO LONDON IN THE YEAR 1715 by ALEXANDER POPE |
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