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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THOMAS GRAY, by ARTHUR CHRISTOPHER BENSON Poet's Biography First Line: Singer most melancholy, most austere Last Line: And I am glad because thou wast afraid. Alternate Author Name(s): Benson, A. C. Subject(s): Gray, Thomas (1716-1771) | |||
Singer most melancholy, most austere, So overcharged with greatness, that thy frame Was all too frail to feed the aspiring flame, And sank in chill disdain and secret fear, Save that thy idle fingers now and then Touched unawares a slender chord divine; Oh if but half the silence that was thine Were shared to-day by clamorous minstrel men! I thread the woodland where thy feet have strayed; The gnarled trunks dreaming out their ancient tale Are fair as then; the same sad chime I hear That floats at eve across the purple vale; The music of thy speech is in my ear, And I am glad because thou wast afraid. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES WRITTEN IN A CITY COMPOSING-ROOM by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE DESCENT OF TIMOTHY by JAMES HAY BEATTIE WITH ILLUSTRATION TO GRAY'S POEMS by WILLIAM BLAKE ON GRAY'S ELEGY by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB ODE - 'ON A DISTANT PROSPECT' OF MAKING A FORTUNE by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY SKETCH OF HIS OWN CHARACTER by THOMAS GRAY THE BEADLE'S ANNUAL ADDRESS by THOMAS HOOD IF GRAY HAD HAD TO WRITE HIS ELEGY IN CEMETERY OF SPOON RIVER ... by JOHN COLLINGS SQUIRE RETROGRESSION by WILLIAM WATSON AFTER CONSTRUING by ARTHUR CHRISTOPHER BENSON |
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