Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 7, by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH Poet's Biography First Line: Those times are gone, that circle thinned away Last Line: And age grows young in friendship's quickening sun. Subject(s): Friendship | ||||||||
THOSE times are gone, that circle thinned away, And we who live, now scattered far and wide, Each in our separate centres fixed abide, Round which new interests now revolve and play In separate loves and duties day by day. Yet, by the records of old loves allied, We clasp each other's hands beneath the tide Of time, and cling together as we may. Even so beneath the sea the throbbing wires That bind the sundered continents in one, In space-annihilating pulses thrill With swift-winged words and purpose and desires. Our earlier visions haunt our memories still, And age grows young in friendship's quickening sun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOU & I BELONG IN THIS KITCHEN by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JASON THE REAL by TONY HOAGLAND NO RESURRECTION by ROBINSON JEFFERS CHAMBER MUSIC: 17 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 18 by JAMES JOYCE THE STONE TABLE by GALWAY KINNELL ALMSWOMAN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TO AN ENEMY by MAXWELL BODENHEIM SONNET: 10. TO A FRIEND by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES CORRESPONDENCES; HEXAMETERS AND PENTAMETERS by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH |
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