Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 27. ENGLAND, by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) First Line: England of shakespeare, shelley, milton, keats Last Line: While passionless thy giant sword-arm lies. Subject(s): England; English | ||||||||
England of Shakespeare, Shelley, Milton, Keats, Burns, Byron, Wordsworth,hath thine head grown grey, And are the former glories passed away? Is the heart tired that 'neath thine armour beats? As year by year with speedy wing retreats, Doth thy strength dwindle slowly and decay? While yet the world basks in the golden day Is it mist of night that round about thee fleets? Rise thou, O England! Let thy great limbs sleep No longer. Burn upon us with those eyes That blenched not at Trafalgar's blood-red skies, Nor Waterloo,nor Alma's thundering steep: Let not this crowd of mockers round thee leap, While passionless thy giant sword-arm lies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE GHOSTS IN ENGLAND by ROBINSON JEFFERS STAYING UP FOR ENGLAND by LIAM RECTOR STONE AND FLOWER by KENNETH REXROTH THE HANGED MAN by KENNETH REXROTH ENGLISH TRAIN COMPARTMENT by JOHN UPDIKE A GIFT OF SPRING by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |
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