Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PERISHED; CATSKILL MOUNTAIN HOUSE, by MARY LOUISE RITTER
First Line: Wave after wave of greenness rolling down
Last Line: "look on me, I am dead!"
Wave after wave of greenness rolling down
From mountain top to base, a whispering sea
Of affluent leaves through which the viewless breeze
And towering up amid the lesser throng.
A giant oak, so desolately grand,
Stretches its gray imploring arms to heaven
In agonized demand.
Smitten by lightning from a summer sky,
Or bearing in its heart a slow decay,
What matter, since inexorable fate
Is pitiless to slay.
Ah, wayward soul, hedged in a clothed about,
Doth not thy life's lost hope lift up its head,
And, dwarfing present joys, proclaim aloud, --
"Look on me, I am dead!"
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