Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO EDWARD FITZGERALD, by ROBERT BROWNING Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I chanced upon a new book yesterday Last Line: Spitting from lips once sanctified by hers. Subject(s): Fitzgerald, Edward (1809-1883); Hate | ||||||||
I chanced upon a new book yesterday; I opened it, and, where my finger lay 'Twixt page and uncut page, these words I read -- Some six or seven at most! -- and learned thereby That you, FitzGerald, whom by ear and eye She never knew, "thanked God my wife was dead." Aye, dead! and were yourself alive, good Fitz, How to return you thanks would task my wits. Kicking you seems the common lot of curs -- While more appropriate greeting lends you grace, Surely to spit there glorifies your face -- Spitting from lips once sanctified by hers. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE THE WILD SWAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS HATRED by GWENDOLYN B. BENNETT TO AN ENEMY by MAXWELL BODENHEIM JACK ROSE by MAXWELL BODENHEIM THE PEOPLE OF THE OTHER VILLAGE by THOMAS LUX IN STRANGE EVENTS by WILLIAM MEREDITH LINES FOR A CHRISTMAS CARD by HILAIRE BELLOC LINES TO A DON by HILAIRE BELLOC CHILDE ROLAND TO THE DARK TOWER CAME' by ROBERT BROWNING |
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