Classic and Contemporary Poetry
UMBRA, by ALEXANDER POPE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Close to the best known author umbra sits Last Line: Know, sense, like charity, begins at home. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
Close to the best known Author, Umbra sits, The constant Index to all Button's Wits. Who's here? cries Umbra: 'Only Johnson' -- Oh! Your Slave, and exit; but returns with Rowe, Dear Rowe, lets sit and talk of Tragedies: Not long, Pope enters, and to Pope he flies. Then up comes Steele; he turns upon his Heel, And in a Moment fastens upon Steele. But cries as soon, Dear Dick, I must be gone, For, if I know his Tread, here's Addison. Says Addison to Steele, 'Tis Time to go. Pope to the Closet steps aside with Rowe. Poor Umbra, left in this abandon'd Pickle, E'en sits him down, and writes to honest T --. Fool! 'tis in vain from Wit to Wit to roam; Know, Sense, like Charity, begins at Home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A FAREWELL TO LONDON IN THE YEAR 1715 by ALEXANDER POPE |
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