Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TRIOLET, by PATRICK CAREY Poet's Biography First Line: By ambition raised high Last Line: Give, o give me the dove's wings! Subject(s): Ambition; Flight; Flying | ||||||||
I BY ambition raised high, Oft did I Seek (though bruis'd with falls) to fly. When I saw the pomp of kings Plac'd above, I did love To draw near, and wish'd for wings. II All these joys which caught my mind Now I find To be bubbles, full of wind: Glow-worms, only shining bright When that we Blinded be By dark folly's stupid night. III Looking up then I did go To and fro, When indeed they were below: For now that mine eyes see clear, Fair no more Small and poor, Far beneath me they appear. IV But a nobler light I spy, Much more high Than that sun which shines i' th' sky: Since it's sight, all earthly things I detest; There to rest, Give, O give me the dove's wings! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SOMETHING CHILDISH, BUT VERY NATURAL; WRITTEN IN GERMANY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE NIGHT SONG OF THE PERSONAL SHADOW by GYORGY PETRI THE HAWAIIAN FLIGHT SQUADRON by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN INSPIRATION by GRACE HOLBROOK BLOOD MONHEGAN GULLS by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON FLIGHT by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN |
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