Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE COMING HUNS, by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV Poet's Biography First Line: Where do you stray, heavy huns Last Line: And my hymns give a welcome to you! Alternate Author Name(s): Brusov, Valery Yakovlevich | ||||||||
OH, where are you, Huns, who are coming? As a cloud you swell over us here. I can hear iron footsteps a-drumming On the yet undiscovered Pamir. From your camps in the mist let the gathered Hordes drunkenly fall in a flood; Give new life to our bodies withered With your free and fiery blood. Obeying your unfettered spirit, Set your tents as of old at our door, And let the glad ploughland inherit The hall where the throne stood before. Pile up books for a conflagration And dance in the gladdening light. In the church do abomination, -- You are blameless as babes in men's sight. And we who are wise men and singers, Who protect hidden truth from the grave, Will carry a flame that still lingers In catacomb, desert and cave. And what, when the hurricane's raving In the murderous thunderstorm, Will the gamester Chance be saving From the secret shapes that we form? Past tracking, may be, it will perish What alone of the living we knew; But the death that you bring me I cherish, And my hymns give a welcome to you! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BENEDICTION by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV EVENTIDE by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV LENIN by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV SAINT SEBASTIAN by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV THE COMING HUNS by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV THE FIERCE BIRDS by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV THE STONECUTTER by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV THE TRYST by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV TO THE RUSSIAN REVOLUTION by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV |
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