Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ENEMY, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: Though I am all for warmth and light Last Line: His hard, dry rattle in my throat. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
Though I am all for warmth and light, For my full share of Earth's delight, How often must I stand perplexed! Knowing that Death has little care Who answers to his call, or where When his cold voice comes crying, 'Next!' If Joy should falter any day, Have no unkindly thoughts, and say 'How hard and strained is this man's note!' But rather think Death sometimes comes For early practise here, and hums His hard, dry rattle in my throat. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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