Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BURNING OF THE TEMPLE, by ISAAC ROSENBERG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Fierce wrath of solomon Last Line: Gone as his mouth's last sighs. Subject(s): Jerusalem; Soldiers' Writings | ||||||||
Fierce wrath of Solomon, Where sleepest thou? O see, The fabric which thou won Earth and ocean to give thee -- O look at the red skies. Or hath the sun plunged down? What is this molten gold -- These thundering fires blown Through heaven, where the smoke rolled Again the great king dies. His dreams go out in smoke. His days he let not pass And sculptured here are broke, Are charred as the burnt grass, Gone as his mouth's last sighs. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CARELESS HEART by ISAAC ROSENBERG A GIRL'S THOUGHTS by ISAAC ROSENBERG DAWN BEHIND NIGHT by ISAAC ROSENBERG |
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