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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO W. HOHENZOLLERN: A PLEA, by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Time was, my william, when I had vivacity Last Line: About such things as who will win the pennant! Alternate Author Name(s): F. P. A. Subject(s): Life | |||
TIME was, my William, when I had vivacity; Or ever came this sanguinary strife, Mine was a crescent, widening capacity For what is not infrequently called Life. Time was when every afternoon fair-weathery I might be found, from spring to early fall, Observing hurlers chuck the spheroid leathery— In brief, I loved to watch a game of ball. Senescent am I now, and full of youthlessness; And at your Hunnish head I cast the blame: Since you established schrecklichkeit, or ruthlessness, I haven't gone to see a single game. And since your savage, terrible portentousness Began to affright the celebrated world, I've failed to feel a fraction of momentousness In how or in by whom the pill is hurled. Sue then for peace! And let the skies be fair again! The Polo Grounds' most ardent, eager tenant Was I. ... And, William, how I yearn to care again About such things as who will win the pennant! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRIVILEGE OF BEING by ROBERT HASS SEAWATER STIFFENS CLOTH by JANE HIRSHFIELD SAYING YES TO LIVING by DAVID IGNATOW THE WORLD IS SO DIFFICULT TO GIVE UP by DAVID IGNATOW LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |
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