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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ALL IS VANITY, SAITH THE PREACHER', by GEORGE GORDON BYRON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Fame, wisdom, love, and power were mine Last Line: The soul that must endure it. Alternate Author Name(s): Byron, Lord; Byron, 6th Baron Subject(s): Bible; Religion; Vanity; Theology | |||
FAME, wisdom, love, and power were mine, And health and youth possess'd me; My goblets blush'd from every vine, And lovely forms caress'd me; I sunn'd my heart in beauty's eyes, And felt my soul grow tender; All earth can give, or mortal prize, Was mine of regal splendour. I strive to number o'er what days Remembrance can discover, Which all that life or earth displays Would lure me to live over. There rose no day, there roll'd no hour Of pleasure unembitter'd; And not a trapping deck'd my power That gall'd not while it glitter'd. The serpent of the field, by art And spells, is won from harming; But that which coils around the heart, Oh! who hath power of charming? It will not list to wisdom's lore, Nor music's voice can lure it; But there it stings for evermore The soul that must endure it. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MYSTIC BOUNCE by TERRANCE HAYES MATHEMATICS CONSIDERED AS A VICE by ANTHONY HECHT UNHOLY SONNET 11 by MARK JARMAN SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE COMING OF THE PLAGUE by WELDON KEES A LITHUANIAN ELEGY by ROBERT KELLY A FRAGMENT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON A SPIRIT PASSED BEFORE ME by GEORGE GORDON BYRON AN ODE TO THE FRAMERS OF THE FRAME BILL by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |
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