To Identify the 16th, 17th, or 1'th Presidentiad Why reclining, interrogating? why myself and all drowsing? What deepening twilight -- scum floating atop of the waters, Who are they as bats and night-dogs askant in the capitol? What a filthy Presidentiad! (O South, your torrid suns! O North, your arctic freezings!) Are those really Congressmen? are those the great Judges? is that the President? Then I will sleep awhile yet, for I see that these States sleep, for reasons; With gathering murk, with muttering thunder and lambent shoots we all duly awake, South, North, East, West, inland and seaboard, we will surely awake.) | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO SONGS OF A FOOL: 2 by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SALLY IN OUR ALLEY by HENRY CAREY (1687-1743) THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 72. THE CHOICE (2) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI BARBARA FRIETCHIE [SEPTEMBER 13, 1862] by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 9: GREAT WESTERN DAYS by T. BAKER GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 5 by RICHARD BARNFIELD |