Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WORK WITHOUT HOPE, by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE Poet's Biography First Line: All nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair Last Line: And hope without an object cannot live. Variant Title(s): In Springtime;a Dream Of Spring Subject(s): Labor & Laborers; Spring; Work; Workers | ||||||||
ALL Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair -- The bees are stirring -- birds are on the wing -- And Winter, slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring! And I, the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing. Yet well I ken the banks where amaranths blow, Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow. Bloom, O ye amaranths! bloom for whom ye may, For me ye bloom not! Glide, rich streams, away! With lips unbrighten'd, wreathless brow, I stroll: And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul? Work without Hope draws nectar in a sieve, And Hope without an object cannot live. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...ODE TO BIG TREND by TERRANCE HAYES AFTER WORKING SIXTY HOURS AGAIN FOR WHAT REASON by HICOK. BOB DAY JOB AND NIGHT JOB by ANDREW HUDGINS BIXBY'S LANDING by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS IN CALIFORNIA: MORNING, EVENING, LATE JANUARY by DENISE LEVERTOV |
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