Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EARTH, by WILLIAM CALDWELL ROSCOE Poet's Biography First Line: Sad is my lot; among the shining spheres Last Line: Roll on from morn to night, and on from night to morning. Subject(s): Earth; World | ||||||||
SAD is my lot; among the shining spheres Wheeling, I weave incessant day and night, And ever, in my never-ending flight, Add woes to woes, and count up tears on tears. Young wives' and new-born infants' hapless biers Lie on my breast, a melancholy sight; Fresh griefs abhor my fresh returning light; Pain and remorse and want fill up my years. My happier children's farther-piercing eyes Into the blessed solvent future climb, And knit the threads of joy and hope and warning; But I, the ancient mother, am not wise, And, shut within the blind obscure of time, Roll on from morn to night, and on from night to morning. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BROKEN BALANCE by ROBINSON JEFFERS SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS GEOMETAPHYSICS by MARGARET AVISON NIAGARA by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS SOPHISTICATION by CONRAD AIKEN I SEE CHILE IN MY REARVIEW MIRROR by AGHA SHAHID ALI WASHING OUR HANDS OF THE REST OF AMERICA by MARVIN BELL THE EARTH IS A LIVING THING by LUCILLE CLIFTON BY THE SEASHORE (FRAGMENT) by WILLIAM CALDWELL ROSCOE |
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