Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NO MORE DREAMING, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: I have lighted the dear old pipe again Last Line: The peace of wheelock's men. Subject(s): Dartmouth College; Gymnasia | ||||||||
I HAVE lighted the dear old pipe again To think the matter o'er, Just as a legion of Dartmouth men Have done like me before. The same old dream curls up in smoke Blue as Havana's skies, And I feel the iron strength of its yoke And I think of its Paradise. Thinking and dreaming! yet never an act Of mine to build the dream; Do I worship the dream and hate the fact? Ah, this the case doth seem. False the impression! yet you and I Have worshiped the dream too long; Then no more dreaming but do it or die! We are not a weakling throng. When the dream is girded in steel and stone We can take our pipes again, And smoke all together, or smoke alone The peace of Wheelock's men. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MEMORY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A NIGHT FANCY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A RAILROAD YARD AT NIGHT by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A SONG OF SALVATION by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A SONNET TO YOU! by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A VILLANELLE OF COLLEGE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A VILLANELLE OF SPRING by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A WESTERN WASTE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A WRECKED LOCOMOTIVE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE ACROSS THE CITY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |
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