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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG OF THE EARTHLINGS, by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON Poet's Biography First Line: Out of the earth we came Last Line: Old time has laid them low. Subject(s): Dreams; Earth; Life; Singing & Singers; Time; Trees; Nightmares; World; Songs | |||
OUT of the earth we came, Into the earth we go: Our aim leaped high like flame, But Time has brought us low. Under the clustered trees Dreams we dreamt a score; By headlands of splendid seas We ravaged and sung and swore. Amid the cities of men We thrilled to Life's various quest; Very far from us then The thought that slumber is best. Sun and moon and stars Lighted us on our way: Happy, we took the scars, Happy, we earned our pay. Light-foot creatures were we, Each bent on his own device; Love or war, par-die, At the throw of the loaded dice. One thing, only one, Utterly passed us by: That when our day was done We must cease, O mates, and die! But out of the earth we come, And into the earth we go; Our shame alike with our fame, Old Time has laid them low. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE APOLLO TRIO by CONRAD AIKEN BAD GIRL SINGING by MARK JARMAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 4 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 5 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |
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