Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOST ELIXIR, by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Ah, yes, that 'drop of human blood'! Last Line: Has gone with life's first leaf and bud. Alternate Author Name(s): Dobson, Austin Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
'One drop of ruddy human blood puts more life into the veins of a poem than all the delusive 'aurum potabile' that can be distilled out of the choicest library.' -- LOWELL. AH, yes, that 'drop of human blood!' -- We had it once, may be, When our young song's impetuous flood First poured its ecstasy; But now the shrunk poetic vein Yields not that priceless drop again. We toil, -- as toiled we not of old; Our patient hands distil The shining spheres of chemic gold With hard-won, fruitless skill; But that red drop still seems to be Beyond our utmost alchemy. Perchance, but most in later age Time's after-gift, a tear, Will strike a pathos on the page Beyond all art sincere; But that 'one drop of human blood' Has gone with life's first leaf and bud. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A FANCY FROM FONTENELLE by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON |
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