Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TIME, by GEORGE CRABBE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The clock struck one! We take no thought of time Last Line: Of hours to come, when misery must prevail. Subject(s): Time | ||||||||
'THE clock struck one! we take no thought of Time,' Wrapt up in night, and meditating rhyme: All big with vision, we despise the powers That vulgar beings link to days and hours; Those vile, mechanic things, that rule our hearts, And cut our lives in momentary parts. 'That speech of Time was Wisdom's gift,' said Young; Ah, Doctor! better Time would hold his tongue: What serves the clock? 'To warn the careless crew How much in little space they have to do; To bid the busy world resign their breath, And beat each moment a soft call for death -- To give it, then, a tongue, was wise in man.' Support the assertion, Doctor, if you can: It tells the ruffian when his comrades wait; It calls the duns to crowd my hapless gate; It tells my heart the paralysing tale, Of hours to come, when Misery must prevail. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND THE BOROUGH: LETTER 22. POOR OF THE BOROUGH. PETER GRIMES by GEORGE CRABBE |
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