Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE AVIATOR, by FRANK R. THURSTON First Line: I'll don my helmet and flying gear Last Line: Swift and sure and clean. Subject(s): Aviation & Aviators; Death; Life; Sky; Dead, The | ||||||||
I'll don my helmet and flying gear And climb to the starry sky. I found the greatest joy in life When I learned that I could fly. My spirit rises free Amid the azure height. And there I know the feel of power That an eagle knows in flight. I wave my hand to the cheering throng As through the clouds I soar, But the cheers are never as sweet to me As the hum of a motor's roar. I would not trade the sky For all the world below. For it is there I found a power, That a king can never know. There my life is in my hands, And no man can bid it stay If I fail to control the power Over which I hold my sway. But death must come to all And it always comes unseen. So here's to a death that comes Swift and sure and clean. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND THE DESERTED HOUSE by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE TO THE PIOUS MEMORY OF THE YOUNG LADY MRS. ANNE KILLIGREW by JOHN DRYDEN |
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