Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A PUBLIC DANCE, by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS Poet's Biography First Line: Midst a crowd disorderly / walked a dreamer, angels seeking Last Line: Which every green oasis misses. Subject(s): Beauty | ||||||||
MIDST a crowd disorderly Walked a dreamer, angels seeking: Then in sorrow turned away, While men ribald oaths were shrieking. Sadly then his prophet glance, Soulless void so vacant scanning, Vainly sought to find a trace Where God's breath a spark was fanning. Vapor all! He strove to slip, From the bestial throng escaping, Through the gate. A woman sat Midst the press, her pleasure taking. Vulgar sensuality From her saucy glances gazes, As, with many a coarse jest, Her cheap oranges she praises; From the goblet of sweet wine Often secretly she's tasting, And her scarlet lips to kiss All who'll pay, to give she's hasting. But what's clinging to her breast? Under dirty rags for cover, Like the golden sunlight falls Her child's curls her bosom over. Downward, upward, and beside Waves of sin and shame are meeting: See how pure and free from stain, In this child, God thee is greeting! On the brow so lily fair Sweet innocence doth peace impress, Such as only saints above Heaven's blue star-strewn vault can bless. Slowly now its eyes unclose, Wondrous azure depths unfolding: Bend thou lower, then thou canst Gaze, bliss most divine beholding. Smiles not a pure Paradise Midst these pastimes base, infernal? Where no cherubim prevents Sating thy soul with joys eternal. Pool of mire is ne'er so deep Sunbeam cannot reach with kisses; Never is there wilderness Which every green oasis misses. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN DIVINELY SUPERFLUOUS BEAUTY by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE BEAUTY OF THINGS by ROBINSON JEFFERS HOPE IS NOT FOR THE WISE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LIFE FROM THE LIFELESS by ROBINSON JEFFERS REARMAMENT by ROBINSON JEFFERS SHANE ONEILLS CAIRN by ROBINSON JEFFERS |
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