Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BEAUTY, by CLARENCE SHARP First Line: O beauty that I can not spell! Last Line: Until fit measure I repay. Subject(s): Beauty | ||||||||
O beauty that I can not spell! O glory that I can not tell! My little self against the great, My poor words all inadequate, Yet to thy galleries I come, O Art a wanderer and dumb Thy hallways will I never leave. Let in my soul the ocean heave, The ocean of my love to you, And die a clinging lover true, And wait for an eternity To set my prisoned accents free, Then sing eternities away, Until fit measure I repay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN DIVINELY SUPERFLUOUS BEAUTY by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE BEAUTY OF THINGS by ROBINSON JEFFERS HOPE IS NOT FOR THE WISE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LIFE FROM THE LIFELESS by ROBINSON JEFFERS REARMAMENT by ROBINSON JEFFERS SHANE ONEILLS CAIRN by ROBINSON JEFFERS |
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