Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FELLOWSHIP, by KATHARINE LEE BATES Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: When brambles vex me sore and anguish me Last Line: Bitter and black, I crave the human taste. Subject(s): Brotherhood | ||||||||
When brambles vex me sore and anguish me, Then I remember those pale martyr feet That trod on burning shares and drank the heat, As it had been God's dew, with ecstasy. And when some evanescent sunset glow Renews the beauty-sting, I set my pride On that great fellowship of those who know The artist's yearning, yet are self-denied. Feast me no feasts that for the few are spread, With holy cup of brotherhood ungraced, For though I sicken at my daily bread, Bitter and black, I crave the human taste. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RESTAURANT by DAVID IGNATOW BROTHERHOOD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON INEVITABLY (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON INTERRACIAL by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPEECH TO THOSE WHO SAY COMRADE by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH BROTHERHOOD (2) by EDWIN MARKHAM AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE FIRST VOYAGE OF JOHN CABOT [1497] by KATHARINE LEE BATES |
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