Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A MANUAL MORE ANCIENT THAT THE ART OF PRINTING ..., by VINCENT BOURNE Poet's Biography First Line: There is a book, which we may call Last Line: So brilliant and so keen. Subject(s): Prints & Printers; Books; Reading | ||||||||
THERE is a book, which we may call (Its excellence is such) Alone a library, though small; The ladies thumb it much. Words none, things numerous, it contains; And, things with words compared, Who needs be told, that has his brains, Which merits most regard? Ofttimes its leaves of scarlet hue A golden edging boast; And, opened, it displays to view Twelve pages at the most. Nor name, nor title, stamped behind, Adorns its outer part; But all within 'tis richly lined, A magazine of art. The whitest hands that secret hoard Oft visit; and the fair Preserve it in their bosoms stored, As with a miser's care. Thence implements of every size, And formed for various use, (They need but to consult their eyes,) They readily produce. The largest and the longest kind Possess the foremost page, A sort most needed by the blind, Or nearly such from age. The full-charged leaf, which next ensues, Presents in bright array The smaller sort, which matrons use, Not quite so blind as they. The third, the fourth, the fifth supply What their occasions ask, Who with a more discerning eye Perform a nicer task. But still with regular decrease From size to size they fall, In every leaf grow less and less; The last are least of all. Oh! what a fund of genius, pent In narrow space, is here! This volume's method and intent How luminous and clear! It leaves no reader at a loss Or posed, whoever reads: No commentator's tedious gloss, Nor even index needs. Search Bodley's many thousands o'er! No book is treasured there, Nor yet in Granta's numerous store, That may with this compare. No!--rival none in either host Of this was ever seen, Or, that contents could justly boast, So brilliant and so keen. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...THE FATALIST: THE BEST WORDS by LYN HEJINIAN TWO SONNETS: 1 by DAVID LEHMAN THE ILLUSTRATION?ÇÖA FOOTNOTE by DENISE LEVERTOV FALLING ASLEEP OVER THE AENEID by ROBERT LOWELL POETRY MACHINES by CATE MARVIN |
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