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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AFTER THE SOIREE, by F. R. D. B. First Line: I beside the blue-gate lying Last Line: After the soiree. Subject(s): Parties; Universities & Colleges | |||
I BESIDE the blue-gate lying, Round and round all objects flying, Just to reach my bed was trying, After the Soiree. Now I hear the music stopping, Now the corks from champagne popping, Now the wasted money dropping, After the Soiree. Now I sleep and now awaken, Find myself by classmates taken To the bed that I'd forsaken, After the Soiree. When the light of day comes o'er me, What have I but flunks before me? Greek and Latin, how they bore me, After the Soiree. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAMPUS SONNET: MAY MORNING by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CAMPUS SONNET: RETURN - 1917 by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CAMPUS SONNET: TALK by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET ODE FOR SCHOOL CONVOCATION by JOHN CIARDI A PHOTO OF A LOVER FROM MY JUNIOR YEAR IN COLLEGE by ALBERT GOLDBARTH KENT STATE, MAY 1970 by JOHN HAINES TO A VISITING POET IN A COLLEGE DORMITORY by CAROLYN KIZER BACCALAUREATE by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH |
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