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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DIRGE FOR THE LATE JAMES CURRIE, M.D., OF LIVERPOOL, by LUCY AIKEN Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: Speed on the night-wind's wing, my sighs Last Line: The grave of parted worth! Alternate Author Name(s): Aikin, Lucy Subject(s): Currie, James (1756-1805); Physicians; Doctors | |||
SPEED on the night-wind's wing, my sighs, While bends my head to earth; Go seek the grave where CURRIE lies, The grave of parted worth! The piercing, rapid, ardent mind, To useful science bent; The expansive soul, to human kind With free devotion lent; Ambition high of noble fame, From pride, from envy clear, That burnt, a bright benignant flame, His onward course to cheer; The large discourse of lucid flow, With bland persuasion fraught; The beaming glance, that lurked below The furrowed brow of thought; The helping hand, the watchful eye, Awake to every call; The heartfelt tone of sympathy That dearer was than all: -- These, these, grim Death! thy hasty prey, To yon cold tomb are borne; And Memory, still, from day to day Must linger there to mourn. Speed on the night-wind's wing, my sighs, While bends my head to earth; Go seek the grave where CURRIE lies, The grave of parted worth! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DOCTOR WHO SITS AT THE BEDSIDE OF A RAT by JOSEPHINE MILES EL CURANDERO (THE HEALER) by RAFAEL CAMPO HER FINAL SHOW by RAFAEL CAMPO SONG FOR MY LOVER: 13. TOWARDS CURING AIDS by RAFAEL CAMPO WHAT THE BODY TOLD by RAFAEL CAMPO MEDICINE 2; FOR JOHN MURRAY by CAROLYN KIZER |
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