Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE RANGE OF BEAUTY, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: I love the wild free play of life, unfettered force in Last Line: For these reveal and force me feel the mighty range of beauty. Subject(s): Beauty | ||||||||
I LOVE the wild free play of life, unfettered force in motion, The racing wind, the lightning flash, the tempest on the ocean, I crave the boon of thunderbolts, the rocking of the mountains, Yet love I still the tumbling rill, the pretty play of fountains. The thirst of force is in my blood, the cannon's deadly rattle, The charging of the White Hussars, the blind alarms of battle, The rage of roaring river-floods, the shock of clanging cities, And yet I love the magic of the poet's little ditties. I call for life, for bounding life, the soul in conflagration, The splendid speed of meteors, the prophet's exultation, I dare to dream the wrath of God, the human hate of duty, For these reveal and force me feel the mighty range of beauty. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...GOD IS AN AMERICAN by TERRANCE HAYES VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN DIVINELY SUPERFLUOUS BEAUTY by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE BEAUTY OF THINGS by ROBINSON JEFFERS HOPE IS NOT FOR THE WISE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LIFE FROM THE LIFELESS by ROBINSON JEFFERS REARMAMENT by ROBINSON JEFFERS SHANE ONEILLS CAIRN by ROBINSON JEFFERS |
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