Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN CITY PENT, by WILLIAM WATSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O, sweet at this sweet hour to wander free Last Line: Dancing and prancing in mad caprioles. Alternate Author Name(s): Watson, John William Subject(s): Cities; Urban Life | ||||||||
O, SWEET at this sweet hour to wander free, Or follow some invisible-beckoning hand, Among the moody mountains, where they stand Awed with the thought of their own majesty! Sweet, at the folding-up of day, to be Where, on the tattered fringes of the land, The uncourted flowers of the penurious sand Are pale against the pale lips of the sea. Sweetest to dream, on easeful earth reclined, Far in some forest's ancient idleness, Under the shadow of its bossy boles; Beyond the world's pursuit and Care's access; And hear the wild feet of the elfin wind Dancing and prancing in mad caprioles. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THINGS (FOR AN INDIAN) TO DO IN NEW YORK (CITY) by SHERMAN ALEXIE THE CITY REVISITED by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET TEN OXHERDING PICTURES: ENTERING THE CITY WITH BLISS-BESTOWING HANDS by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE CITY OF THE OLESHA FRUIT by NORMAN DUBIE DISCOVERING THE PHOTOGRAPH OF LLOYD, EARL, AND PRISCILLA by LYNN EMANUEL |
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