Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BLANK MISGIVINGS OF A CREATURE MOVING ABOUT IN WORLDS NOT REALIZED: 2, by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Though to the vilest things beneath the moon Last Line: When ill we cannot quell shall be no more. | ||||||||
Though to the vilest things beneath the moon For poor Ease' sake I give away my heart, And for the moment's sympathy let part My sight and sense of truth, Thy precious boon My painful earnings, lost, all lost, as soon, Almost, as gained; and though aside I start Belie Thee daily, hourly, -- still Thou art, Art surely as in heaven the sun at noon; How much so e'er I sin, whate'er I do Of evil, still the sky above is blue, The stars look down in beauty as before: It is enough to walk as best we may, To walk, and, sighing, dream of that blest day When ill we cannot quell shall be no more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN A LECTURE-ROOM by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH NATURA NATURANS by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH QUA CURSUM VENTUS by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH SONGS IN ABSENCE: 7. THE SHIP by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH THE LATEST DECALOGUE by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH A LONDON IDYLL by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH A PROTEST by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH A RIVER POOL by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH A SLEEPING CHILD by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH |
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